“If you could have anything, ANYTHING your heart desires, what would you want?”
I’d struggle for a few minutes. But after some time, I’d sheepishly answer, “to be known.”
As hard is it is to admit at times, that is really what I’m after. To be known.
More than a successful career, more than abundant wealth, more than a room full of friends, more than a fancy new car, more the sleakest blog, and more than the loudest praise, I want to be known.
I. Want. To. Be. Known.
But you know what’s funny? (Funny-strange, not funny-haha.)
I act. I posture. I deflect. I avoid. I run. I hide.
I hide from the people who are closest to me.
And I hide from the One who created me and knows me inside and out.
Now, what is that about?
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! Psalm 139:1-6