To Be Known
There he is, that little cutie of mine. I saw him emerge from the sea of toddler- and baby faces, wearing a big smile and a nametag on his belly. His brother was not far behind, scooting past the other kids to get to the door.
From that room full of children, I know their voices. Amidst all the cries for mommies, there are two voices that will always make me look and pay attention. The voices of my own precious children, the little ones I know inside and out and would do anything for.
“… if you confess with your mouth the Lord Jesus and believe in your heart that God has raised Him from the dead, you will be saved.”
“For you did not receive the spirit of bondage again to fear, but you received the Spirit of adoption by whom we cry out, ‘Abba, Father.’ The Spirit Himself bears witness with our spirit that we are children of God, and if children, then heirs—heirs of God and joint heirs with Christ, if indeed we suffer with Him, that we may also be glorified together.”
“Behold what manner of love the Father has bestowed on us, that we should be called children of God!”
1 John 3:1
“But as many as received Him, to them He gave the right to become children of God, to those who believe in His name: who were born, not of blood, nor of the will of the flesh, nor of the will of man, but of God.”
“For You formed my inward parts;
You covered me in my mother’s womb.
I will praise You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
Marvelous are Your works,
And that my soul knows very well.”
“‘I am the good shepherd; and I know My sheep, and am known by My own. As the Father knows Me, even so I know the Father; and I lay down My life for the sheep. … My sheep hear My voice, and I know them, and they follow Me.’”
John 10:14-15, 27
I read through these verses, wondering. Does God know my voice like I know the voices of my children? Does He turn His attention to me when I call, when I ask a question or have something to say?
He is my Heavenly Father, the one who adopted me and calls me His own. I’m His child. He formed me; He knows me inside and out. He leads me as a shepherd leads his sheep, teaching me and guiding me gently. He knows me.
When I pray, does He hear me? He does. When I ask questions, does He hear me? Yes - and He provides me with adequate answers. He knows my voice, and He’s ever training me to know His better.
It boggles my mind, how God could have so many children and know each one of us so well. He doesn’t miss a beat, He never overlooks or forgets anything, He is always attentive to each of us. Desiring that we would know Him better, trust Him more, be fulfilled by Him.
Just as I know my own children so well, He knows me - and even better.
Isn’t it humbling? That He has adopted us, that He knows everything about us, and that He always seeks to keep our relationship with Him strong?
We are known by Him and loved by Him.
What a mighty, wonderful God we serve!