He Knows My Name

He knows my name! I knelt to pray, and quietly as soft snow, these words slipped into my mind and filled me with wonder. I continued kneeling there in silence and reverent awe. To think that He, Jesus, the mighty One, and His Father, God Himself, know my name brings quietness. Is there anything more needed than to know that I am known? This is more than Him knowing my earthly name, for of course He knows that. But to be known, really known by the Son and by the Father, means I am seen, I am heard, I am loved; my sins are covered; I am not alone.

Being known encompasses everything in life. It means that my needs are known. It is like He is looking down into my heart, my wounded, broken, earthly, not-so-nice heart, and saying, “I know your pain, your sorrow, your loneliness. I experienced all of that, and I understand. Here, take My hand and I will help you walk.”

Being known is not having to make excuses or explain yourself. It is not having to hide your flaws, your imperfections, or who you really are. It is simply being the real you without any cover-up. Not to mention the wholeness of being known.

Being known by Him makes the heart light, free, humbled, tender, quiet, complete, and whole. Words cannot explain it, hearts cannot express it, and the ungodly cannot understand it.

Being known is sitting quietly, eyes closed, no words needed as my heart connects with God. It is like taking my heart outside and opening it like a box and letting the sunlight shine into the depths of it.

Being known is not about being enough in myself, but being not enough, and that need being complete in Him. It is about being broken open so that He can look inside. It is not about being beautiful, but about letting Him see our ugliness, which we cannot hide anyway.

Being known means I do not have to work at it or tell Him all about myself because He knows that anyway. Then, in quiet, trusting faith, I wait in the stillness.

Being known is about trusting in Him, not having to say anything, but leaning into His embrace, His love, and His care.

Being known is sitting and not saying anything, like two old friends; just content to be in each other’s company.

To know that He knows our name is to be whole in Him. It is wholeness. It is wordless communication. It is not needing to make excuses or explain anything. It is pausing silently, while the heart prays, not with words, but with silent devotion and trust. It is not speaking, because there are no words to say. Words are not needed, they just get in the way; unless it is to say, “Thank You, thank You Lord, for knowing my name. Thank You for forgiving my sins. Thank You for loving me in spite of my unlovely parts.”

In my mind, I begin to pray, I begin to say words to Him, then I stop, and my heart becomes silent again; just listening, just quietly trusting, just quietly being known. And the heart overflows with love for Him, the One who knows my name.

I stand in awe and say, “What kind of God is this?!”

God can know your name too; I am not special above anyone else in the world. We all can be known by Him and walk with Him without fear.

Sing, O heavens; and be joyful, O earth; and break forth into singing, O mountains: for the LORD hath comforted his people, and will have mercy upon his afflicted. But Zion said, The LORD hath forsaken me, and my Lord hath forgotten me. Can a woman forget her sucking child, that she should not have compassion on the son of her womb? Yea, they may forget, yet will I not forget thee. Behold, I have graven thee upon the palms of my hands; thy walls are continually before me.

Isaiah 49:13-16