He Knows Me
"You have searched me, Lord, and you know me. You know when I sit and when I rise; you perceive my thoughts from afar. You discern my going out and my lying down; you are familiar with all my ways. Before a word is on my tongue you, Lord, know it completely." Psalm 139:1-4
There was this one Christmas my family and I found ourselves walking through a quaint little neighborhood that was decorated from tip to toe with bright lights and sparkly tinsel. I was probably around eight years old and was eager to sit in Santa's lap and bend his ear to all my wishes for Christmas morning.
This was the year that I was beginning to question who Santa really was. Through important conversations at school some of my friends were doubtful of the white bearded man in a suit coming down their chimney. I didn't want to hear their debates or even question if it were true or not. It hurt my heart to imagine he wasn't real.
As we approached the house that owned a sprawling front porch that housed a big, fancy red velvet chair where the old bearded guy perched, my excitement bubbled up inside of me, I couldn't contain it. I remember walking right up to the jolly old soul and having a seat atop his knee, never realizing he called me by name when it came my turn.
We had us a good little conversation as he began to ask me how I was enjoying the baby stroller he had brought me last year and inquiring about how I had been getting along with my sisters. I was impressed with his knowledge of me but he's Santa, right? As I walked away from that night I wondered how in the world he could remember the gifts he gave me last year (with all the other kids he delivered across the world.) I couldn't believe how well he knew me and his memory was fascinating to my little mind. Still to this day it is a mystery how he knew details about who I was (mama nor daddy have yet to own up to slipping him a note (with these facts) or using sign language as I sat there talking with him.)
What a warm and wonderful memory I have of that Christmas. It was like getting a bell to reassure me of the magic of Christmas, just like the boy in 'The Polar Express' (if you haven't watched that movie, what are you waiting for?)
Well, I have moved on from that little girl and her love of Santa's magic (I'm living it through my grandchildren now) but I have a much deeper and richer and fulfilling relationship with my Lord and Savior. He knows me through and through. The above scripture describes how much He knows each one of us and I don't know about you but that gives me such a sense of stability and security that no magic could ever touch.
"You have hedged me behind and before, and laid Your hand upon me. Such knowledge is too wonderful for me; it is high, I cannot attain it." (Ps. 139:5-6)
I think I'll approach Christ's throne and kneel in His presence and listen as He lovingly expresses how much He cares for me, then I can recall the reason I live for Him.
I love you & He loves you more!
Lord, Thank You for reminding us of how important every detail of our life is to You. Search me and know me. You are the reason we live. In Jesus' name. Amen.