WHO

Snippet

"Who am I?
This or the other?
Am I one person today, and tomorrow another?
Am I both at once? A hypocrite before others,
And before myself a contemptible woebegone weakling?
Or is something within me still like a beaten army,
Fleeing in disorder from victory already achieved?
Who am I? They mock me,
these lonely questions of mine.
Whoever I am, Thou knowest, O God, I am Thine."(2)

Dietrich Bonhoeffer, Letters and Papers from Prison (New York: Touchstone, 2001), 348.

Scripture

For I am the least of the apostles and do not even deserve to be called an apostle, because I persecuted the church of God. ¹⁰ But by the grace of God I am what I am, and his grace to me was not without effect. No, I worked harder than all of them—yet not I, but the grace of God that was with me. ¹¹ Whether, then, it is I or they, this is what we preach, and this is what you believed. I Corinthians 15:9-11

Song:

"What If I Stumble" DC Talk

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=egM_jQVsfxI

[Brennan Manning:]

The greatest single cause of atheism in the world today

Is Christians who acknowledge Jesus with their lips

Then walk out the door and deny him by their lifestyle.

That is what an unbelieving world simply finds unbelievable.

What if I stumble?

What if I fall?

Is this one for the people?

Is this one for the Lord?

Or do I simply serenade

For things I must afford?

You can jumble them together

My conflict still remains

Holiness is calling

In the midst of courting fame

'Cause I see the trust in their eyes

Though the sky is falling

They need Your love in their lives

Compromise is calling

What if I stumble

What if I fall?

What if I lose my step

And I make fools of us all?

Will the love continue

When my walk becomes a crawl?

What if I stumble

And what if I fall?

What if I stumble

What if I fall?

You never turn in

The heat of it all

What if I stumble

What if I fall?

Father please forgive me

For I cannot compose

The fear that lives within me

Or the rate at which it grows

If struggle has a purpose

On the narrow road you've carved

Why do I dread my trespasses

Will leave a deadly scar

Do they see the fear in my eyes?

Are they so revealing?

This time I cannot disguise

All the doubt I'm feeling

What if I stumble

What if I fall?

What if I lose my step

And I make fools of us all?

Will the love continue

When my walk becomes a crawl?

What if I stumble

And what if I fall?

What if I stumble?

Everyone's got to crawl

When you know that

You're up against a wall

It's about to fall

Everyone's got to crawl

When you know that

Everyone's got to crawl

When you know that

You're up against a wall

It's about to fall

Everyone's got to crawl

When you know that

I hear You whispering my name

(You say)

My love for You will never change

(Never change)

What if I stumble

What if I fall?

What if I lose my step

And I make fools of us all?

Will the love continue

When my walk becomes a crawl?

What if I stumble

And what if I fall?

What if I stumble

And what if I fall?

What if I lose my step

And I make fools of us all?

Will the love continue

When my walk becomes a crawl?

What if I stumble

And what if I fall?

What if I stumble

What if I fall?

You never turn in

The heat of it all

What if I stumble

What if I fall?

You are my comfort

And my God

Is this one for the people

Is this one for the Lord?

Sentence Prayer

Take my life and let be

Consecrated, Lord to thee.

Take my moments and days-

Let them flow in ceaseless praise. . .

Take my hands, and let them move

At the impulse of They love;

Take my feet, and let them be

Swift and beautiful for thee. . .

Take my voice and let me sing

Always, only, for my King;

Take my lips and let them be

Filled with messages from Thee. . .

Take my silver and gold-

Not a mite would I withhold.

Take my intellect and use

Every power as Thou shalt choose.

Take my will, and make it thine-

It shall no longer mine-

Take my heart-it is thine own,

It shall be they royal throne. . .

Take my love-my Lord, I pour

At they feet it treasure store.

Take myself-and I will be

Every, only, all for thee.

Frances Ridley Havergal Pocket book of prayers pg 357