recognized, familiar, or within the scope of knowledge.
This past Saturday morning I was sitting on a bench looking over the Black Sea. There I was sitting, listening to worship music, wearing my favorite flannel and KC baseball cap, and watching the waves crash into the rocks and beach below. Something that has become a regular occurrence while on the race is how differently I’m looking at people. People in the streets, at the market, cafes, grocery stores, second hand shops, and the cute journal shop I’ve become familiar with and being so overwhelmed by HOW MANY people there truly are out in this big world we live in. However, my brain lately has been taking it one step further. Not just the shock factor of how many people there are but completely getting lost in the shear amazement of knowing that God knows them. He knows their story, their joys, their celebrations, their hurts, and what is occupying their brain space. He KNOWS them, He knows them completely. This truth has been washing and sometimes crashing over me, much like the Black Sea, this past month. Sometimes to the point tears while walking along the streets of Varna. This morning while I was sitting there watching the Black Sea and all of it’s glory, creation dancing before the Lord, this feeling of wonder at God and His ability of being ALL KNOWING completely saturated my thoughts.
This time in a new way.
This time, I was overcome with the thought of how God knows these beautiful faces of the world and how he too knows me. Not only that, but that I have a relationship with Him. The God of the universe whose heartbeat is grace, who saw our being formed, and said it was good, has a relationship with ME.
This word was given to me by a teammate at the beginning of this month, I’ve looked at her beautiful script on that slip of white paper everyday while reading my Bible.
This month it truly hit me, just like the angry, yet graceful Black Sea crashing along the rocks.
