“That’s a foolish thing to say.”
Not that my friends actually say that in so many words, but they certainly convey that attitude as they smirk and ask, “You personally know the creator of the universe?”
But it’s true. “Yes, I personally know the Creator of the Universe.”
Now some people will say, “I know the governor of my state” or “I know one of the men who landed on the moon.” When they say this, they really mean that they once met the governor or the astronaut and shook his hand. The may have even had a brief conversation with him. But they don’t know him. Not REALLY. They just met him.
But when I say, “I know the Creator of the Universe,” that’s what I mean. But as if that’s not crazy enough to say, I can top that.
When it comes to the Creator of the Universe, I DO know Him. And He knows my name. More than that, he knows the number of hairs on my head (Matthew 10:30). I don’t just know Him, like some acquaintance that I greet by name but don’t really know. He knows me intimately. In Psalm 139, the Psalmist says:
O Lord, you have examined my heart
and know everything about me.
You know when I sit down or stand up.
You know my thoughts even when I’m far away.
You see me when I travel
and when I rest at home.
You know everything I do.
You know what I am going to say
even before I say it, Lord.
You made all the delicate, inner parts of my body
and knit me together in my mother’s womb.
Thank you for making me so wonderfully complex!
Your workmanship is marvelous—how well I know it.
You watched me as I was being formed in utter seclusion,
as I was woven together in the dark of the womb.
You saw me before I was born.
Every day of my life was recorded in your book.
Every moment was laid out
before a single day had passed. (NLT)
The Creator of the Universe knows me so well, He knows what I’m going to say before I say it. And He has already recorded every day of my life in His book! Our relationship is not some casual, passing thing; it is intimate and continuous and on purpose.
How about this? The Creator of the Universe calls me “friend”. Our intimacy is not like a pet and a master. He calls me friend!
Now you are my friends, since I have told you everything the Father told me. You didn’t choose me. I chose you. (John 15:15-16. NLT)
As if it’s not enough that the Creator of the Universe knows my name and calls me friend, He actually adopted me into His family and made me an heir of His Kingdom alongside His One and Only Son!
And because we are his children, God has sent the Spirit of his Son into our hearts, prompting us to call out, “Abba, Father.” Now you are no longer a slave but God’s own child. And since you are his child, God has made you his heir (Galatians 4:6-7. NLT).
The most amazing thing of all, not only am I an heir of the Creator of the Universe, I, as a princess of His Kingdom will reign as a member of the royal family alongside His Own Son.
This is a trustworthy saying:
If we die with him,
we will also live with him.
If we endure hardship,
we will reign with him. (2 Timothy 2:11-12. NLT)
Those who are victorious will sit with me on my throne, just as I was victorious and sat with my Father on his throne. (Jesus speaking in Revelation 3:21)
So my friends may smirk and think me a fool when I speak and write about how our loving Creator cares for me and sustains me in difficult times, but it’s really true: I not only personally know the Creator of the Universe*, but He knows me, knows my name, is so intimately involved in my life that He knows what I’m going to say before I say it, knows the number of hairs on my head, calls me His friend, AND adopted me into His family, making me royalty and an heir to the throne alongside His One and Only Son.
How cool is that?
*Let me be clear. When I say Creator of the Universe, yes, I mean that universe that NASA took this amazing photo of. It’s the Ultraviolet Coverage of the Hubble Ultra Deep Field that shows countless galaxies in a tiny portion of our night sky. THAT Creator, who made this breathtaking universe in living color that we couldn’t even see until the 21st Century when we aimed the Hubble Telescope at an apparently empty portion of the sky. Again, how cool is that?
Faith Gym 