How glad I am to know the Maker of it all.
Or maybe it’s that he knows me.
In truth, the more I experience the life of faith the more I feel
that I have only just begun to know this Mystery.
I have been graced by the faith of others
who planted the Living Word along my path.
I have experienced mercy beyond belief- I am loved, perfectly, in spite of me.
I have been transformed by the Presence that has touched and remade my being.
How I long to know more about the One
who longs to be revealed and known in us
Until we all have eyes set on eternity.
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Words that began as I witnessed the sunset pictured in the post, and as I thought of the words of Paul the Apostle in Philippians 3:10-12 (NIV):
10 I want to know Christ—yes, to know the power of his resurrection and participation in his sufferings, becoming like him in his death, 11 and so, somehow, attaining to the resurrection from the dead. 12 Not that I have already obtained all this, or have already arrived at my goal, but I press on to take hold of that for which Christ Jesus took hold of me.