Tonight the boys had soccer practice, so I took K on a dinner date. She chose IHOP. As we sat in the booth, just she and I, I couldn't help but marvel at how she is growing up. She told me an animated and emotional story about a boy in her class she wants us to pray for because of the death of his puppy. She went on to tell me how it made her miss our former cat Oreo. I felt like the Biblical accounts of Mary, treasuring moments in my heart. She is not perfect, but she is mine. This is my girl. I adore her!
On the back of her kids' menu was a mad libs-type fill in. As I helped K complete it, I prompted her with things like "favorite color," "favorite pet," and "favorite fruit." Each time she grinned and said, "Mommy, you know the answer to that. You know what I am going to say."
She was right. I did know.
K clearly relished the fact that I knew her favorites, because it was an indication of how well I know her.
I couldn't help but reflect on how true that is for most of us. We desire to be known and to be loved. We long for the security that comes from being accepted and enjoyed just for being us. Astoundingly, we have a Heavenly Father, the Creator of the Universe that knows us inside and out. We were His idea.
God, investigate my life; get all the facts firsthand.
I'm an open book to you; even from a distance, you know what I'm thinking.
You know when I leave and when I get back; I'm never out of your sight.
You know everything I'm going to say before I start the first sentence.
I look behind me and you're there, then up ahead and you're there, too— your reassuring presence, coming and going.
This is too much, too wonderful— I can't take it all in!
Is there anyplace I can go to avoid your Spirit? to be out of your sight?
If I climb to the sky, you're there! If I go underground, you're there!
If I flew on morning's wings to the far western horizon,
You'd find me in a minute—you're already there waiting!
Then I said to myself, "Oh, he even sees me in the dark! At night I'm immersed in the light!"
It's a fact: darkness isn't dark to you;night and day, darkness and light, they're all the same to you.
Oh yes, you shaped me first inside, then out; you formed me in my mother's womb.
I thank you, High God—you're breathtaking!
Body and soul, I am marvelously made! I worship in adoration—what a creation!
You know me inside and out, you know every bone in my body;
You know exactly how I was made, bit by bit, how I was sculpted from nothing into something.
Like an open book, you watched me grow from conception to birth; all the stages of my life were spread out before you,
The days of my life all prepared before I'd even lived one day. Psalm 139 The Message
It is really almost incomprehensible isn't it?
What would it look like if we woke up in the morning and lived our day like we really believed this? I wish I could live my life every day really embracing this fact--I am known COMPLETELY and loved to the point of great sacrifice by God Almighty.
Wow!
2 comments:
One of the things I took from the book "Captivating" was that to be known, the intense desire to be known completely, was one of the ways that God made women in His image. He wants us to know Him intimately, and that desire is one of the things in our hearts that is like Him.
I have not read Wild at Heart but I'd like to.
In any case, this post resonated with me completely. Thank you.
This is so sweet, J.
I've been re-listening to a parenting series Chuck Swindoll did a few year back. He says our primary objective as Christian parents is to know our children so we can mirror back to them how God has gifted them and created them. I love that picture.
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