Who am I?
Well, there’s a few ways that question could be answered. All are true, and together they give a more complete answer..The vague answer:
I am me. I’m no one and nothing else. I can’t claim to be anything else, and no one else can claim to be me.
The analytical answer:
I am John Warren, the nineteen year old son of Kerry and Kathy Warren. I was born in Illinois on January 22, 1988, but grew up in southeastern Oklahoma. I have two sisters, both are older than me.
My answer:
I’m a guy that views things a bit differently than most people. Because of my different perspective, there are quite a few people that don’t like me. However, most people who are willing to get to know me end up loving me. I think a big reason for that is that I can relate to a lot of different things that may be happening in the lives of other people. I’ve lost people I cared about. I’ve come close to death myself. I’ve seen loved ones suffer. I’ve wished it was me instead. It’s been me instead. I’ve been hurt. I’ve been betrayed. I’ve seen lives changed. I’ve had my life changed. I’ve cried out of joy, sorrow, relief, pain, and even lack of pain. Okay, I think you get the point; I’ve been through, seen, and done some things that have given me a vastly different perspective and at the same time allow me to relate to just about anyone on some level. At least partially because of all that, I’ve gathered some really good friends, and I hope they would say the same about me.
I’m not really sure what else to say about the me that already is, so I guess I’ll move on to talking about where I believe my life is headed. I love the Lord and do my best to let that guide my decisions. Patience isn’t really one of my strong points, so I’ve really been struggling with not really having an idea of where I’ll be several years from now. I think God has really been trying to tell me to take it a day at a time and trust that He will guide me where I need to be. He’s shown me some small things, but none of them really seem to require me to go any particular direction with my life at this point. There are a few different routes that would all take me to basically the same place.
So where do I see myself in ten years? Who knows…? There was that girl that’ll be going to China that almost agreed to marry me… :P It seems just as likely that I’ll end up in Miami as it does somewhere in Siberia (just two random places that popped in my mind, I don’t really know much about either).
The most important and simplest answer:
I am a sinner saved by grace.