Be Known


A coffee to meet some new ladies from our church.

Being Known
I know those I have chosen.” John 13:18

How would you say you are known by others? Recently, I was out of town attending a party and met a young woman. I inquired, "Now you are the wife of the pastor at such and such church, right?" She was offended that I referenced  her in that way and was quick to let me know.  While her reaction was less than warm and welcoming and showed a lack of contentment to what God has called her to as a pastor's wife at this time, it caused me to look more deeply at what makes us feel known.

We were created with an innate desire to be known and in most cases we long to be desired.
Well, we are!  We are known and desired for the deepest of relationship by our Creator.

Psalm 139
You have looked deep into my heart, Lord, and you know all about me.
You know when I am resting or when I am working, and from heaven
you discover my thoughts. You notice everything I do and everywhere I go.
Before I even speak a word, you know what I will say, and with your powerful arm you protect me from every side. I can’t understand all of this!
Such wonderful knowledge is far above me.
Where could I go to escape from your Spirit or from your sight?
If I were to climb up to the highest heavens, you would be there.
If I were to dig down to the world of the dead you would also be there.
Suppose I had wings like the dawning day and flew across the ocean.
Even then your powerful arm would guide and protect me.
Or suppose I said, “I’ll hide in the dark until night comes to cover me over.”
But you see in the dark because daylight and dark are all the same to you.
You are the one who put me together inside my mother’s body, and I praise you
because of the wonderful way you created me. Everything you do is marvelous!
Of this I have no doubt. Nothing about me is hidden from you!
I was secretly woven together deep in the earth below,
but with your own eyes you saw my body being formed.
Even before I was born, you had written in your book everything I would do.
Your thoughts are far beyond my understanding,
much more than could ever imagine.
I try to count your thoughts, but they outnumber the grains of sand on the beach.
And when I awake I will find you nearby.
How I wish that you would kill all cruel and heartless people
and protect me from them!
They are always rebelling and speaking evil of you.
You know I hate anyone who hates you, Lord, and refuses to obey.
They are my enemies too, and I truly hate them.
Look deep into my heart, God, and find out everything I am thinking.
 Don’t let me follow evil ways, but lead me in the way that time has proven true.


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