Who Am I?

Who am I? A question I feel as though many have asked before. As simply put as possible, I am me. I am a conglomeration of thoughts, feelings, emotions and ambitions. I have dreams. I have friends. I have a job. I have a family. I have the love of many. I have talents. I have flaws. And I have zeal. Most importantly to me I HAVE JESUS. He is the dictator and manager of my life. Other than the words I just wrote I have nothing.

I know who I am, but I don't know WHO I am. I am Riley. I'm rather tall. I have blue eyes and blond hair. I love music, playing drums and people. But who am I? Well I have morals, ethics and beliefs that dictate my interactions with the world. But who am I? I know my character traits, but do I really know MYSELF?
I don't believe so.

I don't believe I really know who Riley is?
I don't know the purpose Jesus has given me.

So?
I feel like a lot of people don't know who they are or what they want to do. Heck, right now I am one of those people who has no idea. But I don't want to remain here, stagnant. Jesus gives me meaning and gives me a heart upon which to love with. But the question I remain asking is "Where does God have my heart?" That I don't know. It could very well be in this small town in America I live in. It could be in someplace I've never heard of. I want to find it.

I want to see the world that God has created. Search it for its beauty. Not just physical, but its emotional and spiritual beauty. See it with the context of seeing trials and triumphs of humanity.

So now what?
Well essentially right now I work a job I hate. But, in August I am headed to the Czech Republic for three months to teach English in a town that I have been to two times before. I have friends and people I love there and that's about it. I've fallen in love with that place, but I think mostly I've fallen in love with the world. All of it.

The world has so many stories. So many tear-jerking, loving, exciting, funny and deep stories, each with the signature of the creator upon it. I want to meet the people and hear the stories that shaped them. I want to bare witness to God's beauty both in the wonders of the eyes, and the ears of the heart. And share them.

That's my ambition. To be a storyteller. But not of my story, but of the love story Jesus has written upon his creation.