Jesus Knows Me This I Love

One of my fondest memories is the tradition of taking our newborn babies to the church’s front to have them dedicated to the Lord. The creator of the universe had given us the privilege of raising this little one so fresh from heaven, and this was an opportunity to promise the Lord as well as our fellow Christian that we would bring them up to know our Lord, Jesus. Many times after the ceremony, the congregation would be led in a familiar children’s song, “Jesus Loves Me.” As we returned to our seat, baby in tow, the familiar words rang out as we passed the smiling faces wishing us well, Jesus loves me this I know for the bible tells me so. Such simple but true words. Loving this song and the beautiful words made it easy to love a little phrase, a play on the words if you will, that tells of yet another part of Jesus’ wondrous character. “Jesus knows me this I love” was the words that added depth to my already great love for Him. Just think about it. When others might seem to “not get you,” as they say now, our Lord does. The bible tells us that He knows us whatever we are doing or wherever we are. The Psalmist even asked the Lord to “search” his heart. O Lord, you have examined my heart and know everything about me. Psalms 139:1 NLT There have been times when even those who love me most did not know what was in my heart. In some situations, that is not bad because the heart can be deceitful, and my thoughts not so pretty. Then there are those times when my thoughts are pure even though some do not perceive that purity of my heart and so, judge me wrongly. But the Lord sees all and knows me. Those who are not dog lovers can’t see why I would feel comforted as my furry friend sleeps next to me this morning as I write and study. Ordinary people can’t see why I put Christmas trees up in October, but the One who came on Christmas Day does. Some might not understand my determination to awaken when the sky is still black to be with my Lord. Only my fellow journalers understand the closeness I feel to my creator when I record my thoughts in my journal. Others do not know the urgency that propels me to pass this love on through my writing, but the One who counts the hairs on my head knows my thoughts. While I was being formed in my mother’s womb, the one who saw me knows my motives and hears my prayers. What glorious ponderings the Lord has given this girl who could never deserve such love. Jesus loves me this I know!..... Jesus knows me this I love!