Who Are You?

[Corey Johnson]

I do not know God. I have a conception of God, but lack the full reality of who He is. Who are you? I feel your great divine reality, but you feel so alien... yet beautifully intriguing. I want to know You. Tell me who you are... Who are You?

I am.

You are the I am... and I am the You are. This knowledge is too great, to big for me. A holy, burning fear of the reality of God in and around me... It feels as if my head and mind are being compressed and crushed while my heart is growing and expanding. I feel my intellect and thoughts dying. An image of the cross and a sense of an inner washing of a new light.

I am falling down into, yet away from myself. Into the core, the core of my inner being, into a power great, yes greater than myself. Inside, yet all around, all-encompassing power, inside this massively great and immensely cosmic Force. I am repeatedly seized by His exhilaration as waves of an urgent love sweep over my soul. A bitterly sweet energy... a pleasure that leaves me feeling burnt, wretched, and empty, as I am stripped down to the core of who I am. I realize then that I have nothing to offer Him for I am empty. So I offer Him this dead and empty shell of a human soul, so that He may come to eventually fill me with His breath, bringing true life and beauty in place of what has died. As I offer myself, I realize... I am not. For only You are I am.

This was a painful yet extraordinary revelation, but I feel as though I am on an ancient path every man must take... every man who wishes to find true and complete union with the Living God.

Who are You?

I am.