being known

I don’t know if this will amount to anything profound, but here goes. I’ve been thinking a lot about the bible verses that talk about (no exact location yet here, it will magically appear when I get motivated enough to get out of my chair and get my Bible) the people that will appear before God at the judgment saying “Lord, Lord, didn’t we prophesy in your name,” but God replies, “You never knew me.”

 …Extra points if you caught the error there. It’s not “You never knew me”– it’s “I never knew you.” So how does one go about being known by God. How do you do something like that? “Knowing God” seems a lot easier, at least if you consider that it’s in active voice. Being known is a lot harder. So, do I go about waving my arms, trying to get his attention? Why should He even bother with knowing me in the first place? I guess He did spend all that time and effort and DNA on me …I’d hate to see it all go to waste.

I’m afraid this entry is going to be more questions than answers. This has been ruminating in my brain for a long time, and I haven’t really fleshed it out yet, but I know in my soul that this is vitally important. I think this is one of those secret things in Scripture –we spend so much of our time on what we think is important, only to stumble over the big, important stuff –and I (humbly) think this is one of those things.

Doesn’t he already know us? He made us for crying out loud? He has our blueprints. He remembers the stuff we forgot long ago. In that sense, he knows us better than we know ourselves. But does he KNOW us? I am remembering (and hesitant to put it out for thought, but here goes) that “to know” someone in the KJV old testament was code for …physical intimacy. Are we missing a picture here? I think so, but I’m having a hard time with it.

As far as “active voice” things –the only answers I have so far about being known by God involve getting naked. Not physically –he’s already seen all that, of course. I mean soul-level, gut-honest naked. The kind of naked that David got with God. I really think this is one of the reasons he was called “a man after God’s own heart.” God knew David. David (like all of us) had no CLUE who God was. He just trusted, and talked all the time with Him, about whatever was stressing him out or making him happy. Why do we waste so much time and effort on “knowing God,” when it seems to me, at least, like the whole point is being known? God is so vast and beyond our comprehension! Maybe it’s a matter of getting the order out of sync –be known by God and he will reveal Himself to us. If we listen, He will speak …I hope. It’s happened before in my life and experience anyway. I’ve met very few people who can say that without a little embarrassment. There’s something truly pompous and arrogant about saying “God talks to me,” isn’t there? But what’s the point of a monologue? If I get to know you, I can pick and choose the parts of me I want you to see. If I want you to know me, really know me, in a way that matters, I have to take the risk that you’ll maybe find out stuff that I really didn’t want you to know at all. But if you know those things, and accept me anyway, how much better is that? Perfect love casts out fear (see xanga blog on love and fear…), doesn’t it? If you love me, warts and all, I need not fear those things any more.

Wow. Maybe I am coming up with a few answers. Well, enough profundity for one night. Corwin’s up, got to help him sleep again. Hope that made sense to you, at least a little.

 edited a bit later upon re-reading. I just caught something –if you continue the physical intimacy analogy, you have to have two “knowing” each other. I’m changing my mind. Being known isn’t ALL it’s about. I’m working on a more gestalt-ish idea now (the sum being greater than the parts). The whole mystery of it is that it has to be a two-part thing, but we aren’t the active ones. We are the bride of Christ –the receptors (sorry if you’re reading this over the Cheerios. Oops.). He is the initiator. The beauty of the thing is in the whole. Are you confused yet? I am. (…goes off to scratch her head and make another cup of tea)

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  1. When you get to this blog (Sorry I couldn’t link it) make sure you look for the entry: If you don’t need him, you don’t know him… (Smile)

    Thanks for posting on this topic.

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