I was teaching today. I was teaching about the ability to finish things and this sensation came upon me. I wanted to be known. Relax, not Biblically known, just regular known. Maybe I need to be seen. Is this what it means to want attention? Is this what it means to crave attention? Have I always been this way? I must have because I have social media. I take selfies and post them with my children. I have a blog, a vlog and I post. I am a narcissist.
What would I like to be known for? Would I like to be known for my beauty? Maybe I would like to be known for my smarts? You may not know this but I'm a pretty good singer. Should I be known for my talent? Maybe the secret wish is to be known for my writing. Of course, I would love to be known for my love of Jesus. That goes without saying.
I thought about the words that I would leave this world. I thought about this idea of legacy. I am, after all, the legacy of my parents. I think of them and their thoughts about me. I want to honor them still. I keep on thinking of how I continue to represent them, because I do. I will work on what I want to say to the world. But there is this internal need of wanting to be seen, of wanting to be known.
I Corinthians 8:2-3 states, " If anyone imagines that he knows something, he does not yet know as he ought to know. But if anyone loves God, he is known by God." This is all me. I want to imagine that I know something, something to talk about. Apparently, I don't know what I need to know. I love God and He knows me. This should be enough for me. God knows me. Maybe, just maybe, that's enough.