Originally scheduled for April 29
I am what I am, Lord. I am what I am, no less
but no more.
I am what I am with my own failures
and sins. Sometimes I remember the things I should've done;
sometimes I remember the things I shouldn't have done.
I am what I am – defined by my
dreams. I have plans and ambitions Lord; there are things I want to
do, places I want to go and even people I'd like to be.
I am what I am – limited by my
nightmares. I know the words I wish I hadn't said, the people I wish
I hadn't angered or offended. I know the things that might have
been. I know the man who destroyed what should have been a good
I am what I am Lord.
I'm like Popeye the sailor, Lord. As far as I
know, he never apologized for being a sailor. He always wore the
same uniform. He was quick to throw a punch — but only in a
righteous cause. He was also quick to anger. He had an infectious
laugh and a sense of self acceptance that a man could envy. But he
had one other thing: he always had a can of spinach. No matter what
his predicament, that can of spinach saved him. I don't carry a can
I have you, Lord. In your presence, I examine
myself. I don't always like what I see – but I know I must do this.
I've been here before; it's part of who I am.
In your presence, Lord, I accept your grace.
I've come to you before, often with the same problems. You have
always been gracious and kind, quick to forgive. It would be
wonderful to say that I have nothing for you to forgive; wonderful,
but false. I did not come to make a show; I came for grace.
I have no can of spinach, Lord. But I do have
your body and your blood. I am what I am, Lord — and I am becoming
more like you.