Who are you?

A woman in a coma was dying. She suddenly had a feeling that she was taken up to heaven and stood before the Judgement Seat.
“Who are you?’ a Voice said to her.
“I’m the wife of the mayor,” she replied.
“I did not ask you whose wife you are but who you are.”
“I’ am the mother of four children.’
“I did not ask you whose mother you are, but who you are.”
“I am a schoolteacher.”
“I did not ask you what your profession is but who you are.”
And so it went. No matter what she replied, she did not seem to give a satisfactory answer to the question, “Who are you?”
“I’m a Christian.”
“I did not ask what your religion is but who you are.”
“I’m the one who went to church every day and always helped the poor and needy.”
“I did not ask you what you did but who you are.”
She evidently failed the examination  and  she was sent back to earth. 

When she recovered from her illness she determined to find out who she was.
And that made all the difference...... (Anthony Apollo)


  1. It's a wonderful story, Surjit. Right to the core. I love it.


  2. Thanks Rizal Affif for your words of appreciation.
    God bless.

  3. "I yam what I yam", said Popeye the Sailor Man, cracking open a can of spinach.
    But what is an identity, anyway?
    I favor terms of What, rather than Who.
    I am the Cosmos, right down to the tiniest subatomic particle.
    My body is on loan.

  4. The Crow, you are referring to the same meaning in a different way...Body,of course, is temporary but the Spirit(soul) is eternal.
    Thanks for sharing your insights.
    God bless.

  5. There is no 'I' to ask who 'You' are!

    Nice post though Surjit, and the message is certainly recognised and appreciated :-)

  6. Thanks Doug '1Yogi2Many' McMillan. I am glad you have liked the post.
    God bless.