Who Am I? Who Am I?

Jean Valjean sings his question, and with tears streaming down my face, I can’t wait for him to declare his answer.  How we love him… this man who gives of himself… time and time again.  How we admire this man who continues to show mercy, even to those who seek his demise.  I know why I cry.  I want to be able to sing along with him, “I am Jean Valjean!”

But there’s another scene in “Les Miserables” that has me choking on my tears.  Every time.  When Javert can no longer stand himself.  I fall apart.   It’s because I secretly know that I am Inspector Javert.  I have shared his thoughts that people don’t change.  I have sought justice over mercy.  I have spoken to God about punishment for the “bad guy”.

Well, nothing more to say here.  Thank you for letting me share my heart again.  Thank you for letting me remind you how much I love the musicals.  Maybe you won’t condemn me for sometimes being Javert.  And maybe I won’t condemn you.  Maybe I will become more like Jean Valjean.  Wouldn’t that be something!


2 Responses to “Who Am I? Who Am I?”

  1. Cheryl says:

    And I’m afraid we could all share your sentiments. From wishing the reckless driver would “run it into a telephone pole” to being glad that the killer was killed instead of living to stand trial…I’ve got a long way to go to “having the mind of Christ”. Thankful we have One on our side whose mercy is bountiful.

  2. Sandy says:

    Amen to that!

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