It was me…
Oh that I might hold on to that which brings life… hold on like a beggar clinging to, running to goodness.
Eventually, all men will see… all men will be astonished… all men will come running.
Why am I surprised when God moves?  Why do I look at others as if it is their power, their talent, their goodness, their godliness when all power and glory belong to the God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob, the God of our fathers, the God of me.
It was me… I handed him over to be killed, I disowned him. I disowned the Holy and Righteous One and instead chose to follow a murderous, sin hungry man called me.
My choices, my habits, my selfishness, my sin killed the author of life.
BUT
God raised him from the dead.
HE is bringing new life to all who will submit to Him. I am proof of that.

An now my story has changed… it is Him in me.

Acts 3:11-15 (NIV)
11 While the beggar held on to Peter and John, all the people were astonished and came running to them in the place called Solomon’s Colonnade.
12 When Peter saw this, he said to them: “Men of Israel, why does this surprise you? Why do you stare at us as if by our own power or godliness we had made this man walk?
13 The God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob, the God of our fathers, has glorified his servant Jesus. You handed him over to be killed, and you disowned him before Pilate, though he had decided to let him go.
14 You disowned the Holy and Righteous One and asked that a murderer be released to you.
15 You killed the author of life, but God raised him from the dead. We are witnesses of this.