He knows me

Drafts folder post again! Edited with a conversation I had this week. :)

I'm going to be a nerd and post about Narnia again. Not because I recenltly read or listened to it, but just because.

When Eustace is changed back into a human after being a dragon, Edmund tells him that he has seen Aslan. Eustace then asks Edmund, "Aslan... Do you know him?"

Edmund, who, if you've read the other books, we know as someone who was a traitor to Aslan, yet was bought back with Aslan's own blood. Edmund represents us. His answer to Eustace's question is, "Well, He knows me."

Something about that is lovely to me. Something about that excites me.

Edmund *could* have told Eustace many things about Aslan - who He is and what He's done... But when asked, he is unable to describe Him well enough. He doesn't even pretend to be able to comprehend Aslan. Yet somehow, the answer he gives does convey how powerful Aslan is.

"Do you know him?"
"He knows me."

He knows me. Everything about me.

Do I know him? 

I'd like to. I'd like to always be learning - getting to know Him. Getting to know Him better. Trying to grasp His full power and understand Him completely...

But even if I can't fully comprehend His love and mercy, I know that it's there.

My mentor and I went out the other day, and while walking on the grass trying to find shade in the hot sun, she said, "You know, sometimes we're the best at hiding ourselves... from ourselves."

Her challenge to me was to ask God to reveal more of myself to me.

Interesting thought, isn't it?

Lately, I've been going through a season of learning about love, and it's been wonderful. She said I can't learn more about myself until I've grasped how much I am loved.

And to get to know myself better, who do I go to?

I go to the One who loves me. The One who knows me.