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You Know Me

When I really take the time to think about it... You astound me....You really do. Why...? Because You...know me. For so long...You've known me! Why, even before I was but a minuscule living cell...imbedded, by You... within walls of a pre-destined womb You...knew me. When all those attempts... to end my existence failed prior...to You bringing me forth, yeah... way back then... You...knew me. My most private complex intricacies… You...like an etched map...know. You temper my growths, my declines...and amidst my vast flaws ...You...monitor carefully the flourishing of my attributes. My unapparent fears, strengths and frailties are spread before You vividly...like constellations that adorn a clear night's velvet gown. Your knowledge of me...being so much more innate and intense than the obvious capacity in which I know myself...takes my breath away... You know me! And I am so grateful that You do... so grateful that I needn't ever worry about being misconstrue d, or not understood...by You. I literally 'relish' the fact that I never have to defend myself to You...or...take the time to 'explain' anything. I can enter Your presence and never make a sound...assured that You hear every word...that is never uttered! You will always be a mystery to me... there is so much about You that I just can't comprehend...but then...I am content to know that this is not so with Your comprehension of me... for You...grasp me...completely! Dear Jesus... You...know me! Isa 43:1, Jer 1:5, 2Tim 2:19 copyright; jmsbell/2011

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