That question was asked several times in the Old Testament.
When Boaz saw Ruth in his fields, his first reaction wasn't: "Get that gaudy-looking foreigner off my property--everyone knows Moabites are only trouble!"
No; he'd heard of all Ruth had done, the discrimination she'd risked for Naomi and was impressed with her unselfishness and industriousness.
He asked the reapers, "Whose damsel is this?" (Ruth 2:5)
King Saul saw the shepherd David unable to bear a giant's taunts of his God...and then that boy gallantly did away with that pagan warrior!
He found himself wondering "whose son the stripling was" (Sam. 17:56) This was no average young man before his eyes.
Do we live in such a way people around us ask right away whose we are?