To Be Known

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.