Known

I find myself getting frustrated by people’s assumptions about me sometimes – what they think I believe or want, who I am and who I want to be.

Sometimes they get me “right,” a lot of times wrong.

It’s annoying when someone thinks they’ve “pegged you,” right? Before you feel they even understand your perspective?

But we all assume – and as rational humans we need to in order to draw conclusions and, well, function. We can make good guesses and we can fail.

Sometimes even when we guess correctly, we don’t align with the other’s perception of him/herself.

Meaning…I can be wrong about myself? What?

So I’m trying to chill out. Give grace where people assume incorrectly (because I’m right there too), and be open to reflections that I don’t yet see.

But at the end of the day… there’s still a deep desire to be known. To be known fully without misperception. To be known through all the nuance. To be known for all the good and the bad, tallied to a result of “still loved.”

Pascal describes a divine longing in our hearts – a God-shaped vacuum. There’s this deep desire to be known that seeks supernatural satisfaction.

It gives me freedom to not seek complete fulfillment in human understanding. I can share my dreams, my fears, my insecurities, and, oh, I will! Some will understand, others will think I’m nuts. But that aside, I’m already known. I’m known better than I know myself.

Audrey Assad writes my favorite songs, and “Known” gives me chills each time I listen (even if it’s seriously the 1,000,000,000th time). She puts into words what I can only feel.

So i’m just gunna leave this here. 🙂