Who do you say that I am?

It is a question that Jesus asked his disciples once.
It is a question that I have to answer throughout my life, not once, not twice...
It is a question that is ultimately not only about Jesus but about me as well.
The question, though asked in plural form, is addressed to me in person. I cannot hide behind others.
Jesus first asks who others say He is as if to prepare the ground for a more direct question. I think it is reasonable; after all, my faith is a heritage, something that I did not invent. My faith and its many expressions have been passed on to me.
But this faith has to grow and become personal. However, it doesn't cease to be a faith of the community. In fact, the community dimension is what gives faith a stable foundation, a solid rock, so that it doesn't depend on my whims and feelings.
My knowledge of Jesus is a relationship with Him. It is dynamic and alive and permeates my entire life. It has its ebbs and flows, as does my life. It is necessary to go away, to leave the hustle and bustle, so that in the silence of my heart, Jesus' question may be heard, "who am I to you?"