He Knows My Name


                Coming home after dropping my husband off at work I turned on the radio. K-Love was playing a beautiful song, “He Knows My Name” by Francesca Battistelli. Listening to the words made me smile and then made my eyes tear. I got to thinking about the unfathomable, unexplainable, inescapable love of God and the fact that He knows MY name.
                Not once has He mispronounced it. Never has He called it by mistake or called me the wrong name and came back with “You know who I mean.” He knows my name. When I was in school it was not always a good thing that all the teachers knew my name. While I didn’t get in “trouble” I was a talker and pretty aggravating – so I’ve since been told. So if I did something, it was hard to get away with it because they all knew my name.
                But this thing Francesca was singing about, it was good. Because not only does God know my name, He knows ME. He knows my favorite foods and hobbies. He knows what makes me smile and what makes me cry. He knows my rising up and my lying down. Before a single word is on my tongue He knows it. He knows it ALL. He knows what I did last summer and last night and last year and just a moment ago. That’s not so bad. But He knows also what I did before I knew Him; what I did when I was just getting to know Him; and Lord help me, what I did when I was running away from Him. He knows me like no one else – all my dirty, nasty, sinful, shameful secrets are known to God. Yet He loves me!
                I cannot begin to understand it and am just learning to not only accept it but to embrace it. God knows me and loves me anyway – unconditionally and without reservation. As much as I want to share what that does to me and for me, I cannot. How can I share what cannot be expressed with words? How can I explain that which I can hardly comprehend? It can’t be done. But what I can do is assure you that He knows you too.
                Our Heavenly Father knows your name. He knows your address and even your secret shame. YET HE LOVES YOU. Please don’t read through this too quickly. Stop and think and savor the gift for it is a gift. You, yes YOU, are God’s workmanship created in Christ Jesus for good works. He’s got a plan for you; a plan for your good and not for harm; a plan to give you hope and a future. Please, just take a moment and meditate on God’s great love for you and then take a moment to tell Him thank you and maybe love on Him too.
                Be blessed!




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