And So the Quest Begins...

I have been on a quest to discover who I really am. I know the simple answer, the superficial ones such as name, birth date, and place. Yet it is the deep questions of my soul and spirit which I have been pondering. Who is Diane really? What makes her laugh, cry, or bubble over with joy? What drives her into depression or carries her up to the apex of mountains? Who am I in the eyes of God, aside from His child? What is His destiny for me? Am I living out His divine calling for my life?

Can anyone know for sure the answers to 'who am I'? I don't know. All I know is that the moment one quits asking is the moment numbness and death sets in. 

This journey is not something recently begun, it has been a lifetime already. Only it seems at this point and age of my life I need, desire, am hungering for more definitive answers. Something rock solid which cannot shift with blowing winds of time. My feet are already planted firmly in the rock of Jesus. I know I am saved and loved. Am I positive that I am going to heaven...I can only hope in eternal life. 

John Calvin once wrote, "The knowledge of ourselves not only arouses us to seek God, but also, as it were, leads us by the hand to find him." Probably, and most likely, much of this journey is in needing to know who God is in me in a much deeper and more profound means. I am tired of settling for solely the little. Is it wrong to want more? To long for an increasing knowing of God, who He is? No. For the Psalmist wrote, "As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul pants for you, O God." Psalm 42.1

And so I begin this journey in earnest. Possibly there will be readers and co-joiners on this mission with me, and that's okay...even welcome.