My name is...

I had a dream last night that I died. I was met at the pearly gates by God himself. I told him, "This must be some sort of mistake".

 

He asked me to explain. I said "You are God, you know what I have done, and I'm not worthy to go to heaven". I have done some bad things in the past. I…

 Then he stopped me.

He said who are you? I said my name is… And he stopped me again. He said are you the same person as you were then? I said no I'm not.

He asked me if I repented for my sins. I answered yes I have, but I still don't feel worthy.

He then asked if I should be given another chance. I told him I would like that, but what if I still fall short of his glory.

He asked what is your name? I said my name is… He stopped me again.

He said look at your life now. Do you like who you are?  Are you a good person?

He said

Your name is not I was. Your name is not I will be. Your name is I am.

I awoke and I thought about the meaning of what I had just dreamt.

I realize that we all spend too much time thinking of what we have done wrong. We punish ourselves everyday for what God has already forgiven us for.

We spend too much time and anxiety worrying about what will be. All we need to do is put it in Gods hands and the future will be fine.

Look in the mirror.

Do you like what you see? If not change it.

If so then your name is I am.