He Knows Me! Glad Somebody Does.

Last night, I was on a conference call directed by a woman named LaTara Ham-Ying. I can't get into the subject now because I'll loose all train of thought for my blog post this morning. But she brought to my attention a passage that I've read a number of times, Psalm 139. So this morning I chose to read verses 1 - 6 and take the time to reflect on what God has been telling me, that I just haven't been getting.

Sidebar:
The most wonderful and yet frustrating thing about reading the bible is that (when done meaningfully) the mind starts to go into overdrive. Answers to questions are revealed while more insightful questions come to mind. And for the person who already has a million thoughts swirling through the mind at any given time, that can be both stimulating and exhausting. But I digress.

Now Where Was I?
Oh yes. Psalm 139: 1 - 6 helped me to come to a few realizations. But because I'm still thinking and reflecting on what I read (even as I type this), I'll just share my thoughts concerning the first verse.

Psalm 139:1 (NASB)
Oh Lord, You have searched me and known me.

God designed me and therefor he simply just knows everything about me. But he designed me to be a complex being. And it's a special thing to know that he takes the time to examine and explore every area of myself. How flattering is that! Could you imagine Bill Gates coming to your home and examining your computer to see how it functions based on his own personal design? Of course he wouldn't do that. There are millions and millions of pc's out there. All of them have there own bells and whistles, add-ons and pluggins, and Lord knows what else you can get with the software. The same goes for us. And I believe that God tells me that he examines us in such a way for my sake. So that I am assured that when no one else understands me, not even myself. He does.

Not Another Christian Devotional Blog!
No. "Lavinia's BigPhatSigh" will not be changing it's sketchy lack of format just because I had an epiphany. There will be no harps playing as soon as you log on. But if my God, my Father and Creator, occasionally wants me to share what He shares with me; why not? He's given me permission to be me. So if "me" feels like ranting, me rants. If "me" feels like being thoughtful, me thinks. And if "me" wants to acknowledge that I'm not me without Him, me just did! (*bigphatsigh*); Love me some me today!