When I was about five-years-old I stared at the TV screen and waited for Miss Nancy to notice me, but she never did.
All those years in the early ’70’s of watching and waiting, but Miss Sally, the hostess of the TV show Romper Room, never saw me.
Each week she held up her Magic Mirror, looked through it, and spoke these words into TV Land:
“Romper, stomper, bomper boo.
Tell me, tell me, tell me, do.
Magic Mirror, tell me today,
did my friends at home have fun at play?”
I leaned in close to make it easier for her to see me in her mirror.
“I see my friend Larry and Michael and Suzy at home,” she said. “I see Annie and Beverly and John…”
Each week Miss Sally mentioned the different friends she saw. But never me.
Five-year-old Jean sighed. I guess I’m not special enough to be seen.
God Sees Me
Around middle school, I began to wonder if God could see me.
Was I worth even looking for? He’s got so many people to look at, I reasoned. Where do I rank?
I called out to Him to see if He’d look my way. I felt Him notice me. I felt Him see me.
It’s hard to explain that feeling, but it’s a bit like when you’re in a crowded room and “feel” someone looking at you and turn to discover you were right.
I was amazed and excited that God answered my call.
Later, I was even more amazed and excited to learn I’d been wrong.
God hadn’t responded to my call. I’d responded to His.
there is no one who understands; there is no one who seeks God.
-Romans 3:11 NIV
We love, because He first loved us.
-I John 4:19 NASB
No one can come to me unless the Father who sent me draws him. And I will raise him up on the last day.
-John 6:44 ESV
Wonder of wonders, the God of the universe hadn’t responded to my call. He’d initiated it.
He’d reached down into the United States and onto the top bunk of an upstairs bedroom in Marietta, GA and spoken to my heart.
I see you, Jean. And I love you.
Miss Sally may never have seen me, but God did.
God Sees You
Have you had thoughts about God?
If so, that’s God calling you. Even if you’ve had bad thoughts about Him. It’s still you responding to Him reaching into your heart and calling you to Himself.
He can handle our thoughts — good or bad. He’s not threatened.
And He’s going to keep calling, even if we fight His call or doubt it.
Who am I? Wrong Question, Right Proclamation
Who am I? is the wrong question, but it’s the perfect proclamation.
The words are the same. The attitude is not.
When we ask the question, “Who am I?” we ‘re focused on ourselves — our faults, mistakes, and bad choices. All the blehs in our life.
When we proclaim, “Who am I?” we stand amazed at the grace and mercy of God. We’re focused on the One who says from heaven, “I see all that is in you and love you still. You are mine.”
What is man, that you make so much of him, and that you set your heart on him,
-Job 7:17 ESV
what is man that You remember him, the son of man that You look after him?
-Psalm 8:4 HCSB
The band Casting Crowns doesn’t question Who Am I? in their song. They proclaim it.
Listen to their song here with this fresh perspective.
Who am I? I am Yours!
By the way, God doesn’t need a magic mirror to see us, which is good because apparently, they’re not real.
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