Afraid of Being Unknown

 

I think we write because we’re afraid no one will hear us otherwise.

At least I am.

We’re afraid, deep down inside, that we might go unnoticed, unheard, unseen. The thought of never being known, truly-- in all our mess and glory—is as paralyzing as swimming with great whites.

Tonight I stepped outside to let the dogs out. It amazed me to see, through the shifting clouds and falling snow, a full moon. It was only a small, quiet observation but something inside me yearned to tell someone; to bring them in on my private sight.

But there was no one; only four sleeping bodies slumbering under comforters.

My heart, our hearts, reach out for someone, anyone (ahem, Facebook, Pinterest, Tumblr, Blogger . . .) who will hear us. I cry when I feel no one understands. I can grow bitter when I feel all alone.

But, in reality, that’s faithlessness.

Because there is One who knows our every thought. He is keenly aware of our joys and delights and He knows our silent sobs. Jesus Christ knows you, and, would you believe it, He knows me too.

Marriage is beautiful because it's the tale of two people knowing one another. As a couple progresses from friends to husband and wife, they choose to delight in the thoughts and ideas and ways of each other.

 God calls us to know Him in the same manner. To delight ourselves in Himself and to find His ways light. To choose Him and learn to know Him. 

So, I guess the truth of this is that I don't have to be afraid anymore. Not with a Lord like that.

 

“But without faith it is impossible to please him: for he that cometh to God must believe that he is, and that he is a rewarder of them that diligently seek him.” Hebrews 11:6

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P.S. For clarification, I love blogging and I have no plans on (cough, cough) ever stopping. It’s only that believe I need to find Christ my all-in-all and turn to Him with my heart. Not every other kid on the block.

Because God is reality.

J