- Friends who take time and travel to come see me
- Grace from a friend in the midst of a difficult conversation
- Sunshine and good weather when you have out of town guests
- Coffee (I feel this is going to be a recurring one… 🙂 )
- A pastor who is not afraid of teaching about singleness
- Flowers on Valentines day
- The UPS driver who sometimes brings me chocolate
- Making new friends
- Getting real mail out of the blue
Have you ever had a friend who loves you and knows you so well, that even if you tried to hide something from them, they would call you out? They know all your quirks, your likes, dislikes, and can sometimes even know what you’re thinking. It’s an amazing, yet very scary experience being known so intimately and be loved so deeply by others. I know I desire to be fully known, and I love it when someone knows me so well. It can be freeing to be known that well, yet very difficult to hide anything. This is a foreshadowing of my relationship with God. God knows me better than I know myself. Even when I‘m aware of this, I try and hide things all the time from Him. Sometimes, I get so afraid that when he knows my crap, that he won’t love me anymore. Which is totally a lie, and I have to constantly remind myself that God loves me no matter what. No matter how hard I run and try to hide, God will always know me. And, because I have some amazing, close relationships with others who love me unconditionally (which is amazing in and of itself), they show a glimpse of what it is like to be in close relationship with God. Learning how to have deep relationships with others teaches me how to have a deep relationship with God. In order to keep these deep friendships, I have to maintain them. I make an effort to spend time with them, asking them questions, listening to them. Unfortunately, I forget about the maintenance it takes to have a deep relationship with God. I forget to spend time with him, and I know listening goes out the window sometimes when I come to Him and talk all about me. God knew me before I was born! He created me, and knows all my nuances. I ultimately have to remember that no matter how alone I may feel, that I am loved and known intimately by the creator of the universe.
For the director of music. Of David. A psalm.
1 You have searched me, LORD,
and you know me.
2 You know when I sit and when I rise;
you perceive my thoughts from afar.
3 You discern my going out and my lying down;
you are familiar with all my ways.
4 Before a word is on my tongue
you, LORD, know it completely.
5 You hem me in behind and before,
and you lay your hand upon me.
6 Such knowledge is too wonderful for me,
too lofty for me to attain.
7 Where can I go from your Spirit?
Where can I flee from your presence?
8 If I go up to the heavens, you are there;
if I make my bed in the depths, you are there.
9 If I rise on the wings of the dawn,
if I settle on the far side of the sea,
10 even there your hand will guide me,
your right hand will hold me fast.
11 If I say, “Surely the darkness will hide me
and the light become night around me,”
12 even the darkness will not be dark to you;
the night will shine like the day,
for darkness is as light to you.
13 For you created my inmost being;
you knit me together in my mother’s womb.
14 I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
your works are wonderful,
I know that full well.
15 My frame was not hidden from you
when I was made in the secret place.
When I was woven together in the depths of the earth,
16 your eyes saw my unformed body.
All the days ordained for me
were written in your book
before one of them came to be.
17 How precious to me are your thoughts, [a] God!
How vast is the sum of them!
18 Were I to count them,
they would outnumber the grains of sand—
when I awake, I am still with you.
19 If only you, God, would slay the wicked!
Away from me, you who are bloodthirsty!
20 They speak of you with evil intent;
your adversaries misuse your name.
21 Do I not hate those who hate you, LORD,
and abhor those who are in rebellion against you?
22 I have nothing but hatred for them;
I count them my enemies.
23 Search me, God, and know my heart;
test me and know my anxious thoughts.
24 See if there is any offensive way in me,
and lead me in the way everlasting.
I’ve been toying with the idea for quite a while to start a blog. The past few months I have been learning the importance and value of writing stuff down. As a verbal processor, this has been a challenge. I usually have to spit something out, talk about it, process it loudly before I come to a conclusion (my poor roommate and my friends…it’s a good thing that they love me). I hope that having a public forum such as a blog will help me keep accountable in that area of my life. I tend to shy away from sharing a lot with those I don’t know very well. Being vulnerable is very scary. The definition of vulnerable is: “capable of or susceptible to being wounded or hurt, as by a weapon”. Why would I want to be vulnerable if I was open to attack? But I’ve discovered that when you are open to attack, you are also open to receiving the good things that God wants you to receive. It can be incredibly freeing if you aren’t constantly hiding behind a mask. No matter how much I repeat this mantra though, some days I still want to hide behind that mask. I don’t want others to see my messiness and I don’t want to be wounded. But I do want to be free. Free to receive love and grace. Free to be known fully and completely. You can’t be known fully unless you are vulnerable. Scariness, here I come!