I live. I am human. I am a teenager. I am a guy. I live for something greater. I struggle with the basics. I groan at the usual. But I keep living to do what has been asked of me.
You can call me Speedy.
I'm here to reach out to the ones I love and care for. Once in a while I'll get sentimental, or deep, and probably blog something like it.
My life has simple aims, and a difficult path to them. I deal with it the best I can.
I am Speedy. I am Christian, but do not fear me, for I will love you regardless. I guess this is the chance for anyone who cares, to see the depths of my mind, and everything it holds, dark or bright. Happy or sad.
Read my thoughts or leave them, they are yours to criticize.

Posts Tagged: identity

This is who I am!

I’ll walk out this Kingdom not as a duty but an honor.
Now called a son, I’ve been set free from the slavery of sin.
And when I fall, I stand in the face of darkness and I say:
This is who I am!

My father has freed my past, present, and future.

He doesn’t see what I see, He doesn’t see what you see.
He sees my destiny and calls me to be a son.

This is who I am, in the midst of a firefight; You’ve called me a son.
This is who I am, by the power of the risen death and what You’ve done.
This is who I am, all I’ve been and who I’ve become. Oh oh oh…
This is who I am, who I am: I’m a son! …who I am!

Who I Am — Life In Your Way

There’s got to be a better way
They dissect everything we say
To try to make us feel this way

And you can take the one thing I have left
I’d give it all away for so much less
Can even take the heart inside my chest
Woah-woah.
And you can take the one thing I have left
Beat me to the ground and take my breath
But you can’t take who I am
woah-woah.

Hawk Nelson — The One Thing I Have Left