You Know Me3:42 PM
It was the beginning of the world and all was new. Suddenly, you crossed His mind. There He was, creating the stars, galaxies of whirling light spinning in His hands, a million and one other things on His mind and then there was you. You weren't even born yet but He knew you. He knew the first word you'd ever speak, the pitch of the first squeal announcing your proud presence on this earth. He knew the exact hue of your eyes, the way the corner of your mouth would twist while you sparkled with laughter. Across the millennia the thought of you pulled at His heart and made it beat faster. Besides the hairs on your head or the cells in your body, He knew how many times you'd cry. Every joy and sorrow, heartbreak and loss was clearly written in His mind before any of it ever occurred. Every day of your life was tucked safely away in a book of His handwriting before a minute of it ever was lived. Thousands of years passed and then...the day came. You arrived! You were finally here! How He'd waited. How He'd planned. No ancestor was missing, no trace of DNA was incorrect or out of place. Out of some irreparable wrongs in your ancestral past, He'd created one spectacular right, you.
He relished every day with you, watching your first steps with uncontained joy, only wishing you could see His face light up with delight when you said your first word. He prided in your victories saying to Himself, there's my son, my daughter, look at them go! He never regretted you but merely regretted being forced to cheer you on from afar. Day after day, He'd look for a moment in which to catch your attention. He longed for just one drop of the love He had for you to be returned, but most days it went unnoticed, unrequited. On some warm evenings however, you'd look up and it was as if you could see Him standing there before you, painting all the colors of the sky. And in that moment, He drew near, like He'd longed to all along, and spoke your name, an ineffable tenderness on His lips.