I'm guessing that most everyone has a longing to be known...known by at least one other, one special other.
The problem we come late to realizing is that we want to be known as we believe our self to be. We choose to refuse that we are known...by a whole lot of others. Face it, we're not so deep or mysterious or special as to be...what? An enigma? We wish.
Even those of us who do not recognize the fact of our longing...we are usually walking around with a vague feeling that our skin's on crooked...suspect that something is amiss. So we stay focused out there...naming it the world today, the politics of the South...or the North, the friends we have...or don't have, the job we have...or don't have.
The day will come, the dawn will break, when we are gifted by grace into the realization that there is a place deep within us that is known only to God. It takes considerably longer for us to accept that it is always available, always operating in our behalf...ah, but with neither our knowledge nor our consent.
This is the spiritual core of us that we know naught of. It is unknowable but to God. It is The Christ. Amen.
Thank you.
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