Who are you?

During a recent conversation, someone asked me an interesting question; "Who are you?". I paused for a while, quite a long while in fact, and thought about how was the best way to answer this question.

I was really perplexed by this. I could answer that I was a Liverpool fan... Or a Pheonix Suns fan. Or I could answer that I am a son, a brother, a husband, a friend... And yet none of these answers seemed complete. None of them seemed to run true to the core of my being.

Of course I am a son. But only to my mother. And I am a husband, but only to my wife. To answer I was a Liverpool fan just seemed superficial, and maybe its my arrogance, but I don't wish for my football allegiance to be the depth of who I am.

I needed an answer that ran through all of these things. All of my relationships. And then it hit me.

I am a Christian. (Or at least I am struggling to be one).

Of all the things this is the one thing that I runs through every part of my life. It affects my relationships with everyone and everything. It is something I am even when I am alone. It is the one thing that colours my worldview no matter which hat I decide to wear.

Christianity is not a religion despite what people might say. It is, I am finally realising, much much more than that. Christianity is faith in practice. Christianity is living.

Christianity is me.