She'd lean over sweetly smiling and say: "Because you're different, sweetheart." or "God has such big plans for you."
I never liked those answers. Because they didn't give me an answer I wanted.
I wanted her to tell me that someday SOMEONE would understand me and my heart and how I saw life.
But to this day, she still says the same things. But now that I've grown up ( a little ), I understand her answers much, much better.
I think that is one of the central longings of the human heart-- to be understood... to be known from the deepest parts of who you are. When someone "understands" you, essentially they are seeing the rawest, most genuine form of your soul that God created it be, and loving (not always the case, but it's what we hope for) you in that place.
We are all so DIFFERENT.
Sure, sometimes people understand small pieces of your dreams, desires, and silly parts of who you are, but do they really understand all of you?
As I get closer to God's heart, I see why He made us this way... with this hole in our hearts. And it was definitely not on accident.
Every time I feel the sting of someone thinking I'm a freak, or thinking my intensity or passion is weird, or thinking I'm "over the top", or saying they just don't understand me or my life choices, I turn to my Creator and say, "WHY DID YOU MAKE ME LIKE THIS!?"
But the beauty of it is just that:
HE made me. HE crafted my heart to feel both pain and joy this deeply and dream huge dreams and compliment strangers and dance in grocery stores and want more than what America has to offer.
HE KNOWS ME.
He knit together and holds together even the smallest cells that compose my skin and nose and eyelashes and keep my heart beat beating.
Our world is shattered with sin, and it's crackled the ability for others to understand us. Some may more than others, but no one on earth will ever GET IT like our Maker does.
Because He made you for the SOLE PURPOSE of KNOWING YOU.
Why would He let someone else take that from both of you? He knows the relationship between you and Him is the most important, life-giving, joy filled, fruitful, and lasting relationship you could ever have in this world.
The less I'm understood by someone, the more I'm reminded God understands every piece of me.
We were made to be known.
By our Creator.
He made the moon and stars and spoke each ocean into existence, yet He knows ME.
He paints a new sunset and sunrise every single day, yet He knows ME. ALL the time.
He keeps the earth turning at it's exact speed constantly, yet He knows ME eternally.
Be encouraged through the lonely sting of being misunderstood, that Someone who calls your heart a masterpiece knows, understands, and cherishes every single part of who you are.
He wants you to turn to HIM and understand HIM better.
Because the more of Him you know, the less people understanding you will matter.
While we were made to be in community with the people around us, God didn't intend for them to be the source that cures our loneliness.
He designed us to know Him, and to be known 100%, in and out, BY Him.
Let your loneliness remind you of the One who ALONE KNOWS You.
If you embrace Him in your loneliness, He promises to embrace YOU.
-Han
Psalm 139
O Lord, you have examined my heart
and know everything about me.
You know when I sit down or stand up.
You know my thoughts even when I’m far away.
You see me when I travel
and when I rest at home.
You know everything I do.
You know what I am going to say
even before I say it, Lord.
You go before me and follow me.
You place your hand of blessing on my head.
Such knowledge is too wonderful for me,
too great for me to understand!
and know everything about me.
You know when I sit down or stand up.
You know my thoughts even when I’m far away.
You see me when I travel
and when I rest at home.
You know everything I do.
You know what I am going to say
even before I say it, Lord.
You go before me and follow me.
You place your hand of blessing on my head.
Such knowledge is too wonderful for me,
too great for me to understand!
I can never escape from your Spirit!
I can never get away from your presence!
If I go up to heaven, you are there;
if I go down to the grave,[a] you are there.
If I ride the wings of the morning,
if I dwell by the farthest oceans,
even there your hand will guide me,
and your strength will support me.
I could ask the darkness to hide me
and the light around me to become night—
but even in darkness I cannot hide from you.
To you the night shines as bright as day.
Darkness and light are the same to you.
I can never get away from your presence!
If I go up to heaven, you are there;
if I go down to the grave,[a] you are there.
If I ride the wings of the morning,
if I dwell by the farthest oceans,
even there your hand will guide me,
and your strength will support me.
I could ask the darkness to hide me
and the light around me to become night—
but even in darkness I cannot hide from you.
To you the night shines as bright as day.
Darkness and light are the same to you.
You made all the delicate, inner parts of my body
and knit me together in my mother’s womb.
Thank you for making me so wonderfully complex!
Your workmanship is marvelous—how well I know it.
You watched me as I was being formed in utter seclusion,
as I was woven together in the dark of the womb.
You saw me before I was born.
Every day of my life was recorded in your book.
Every moment was laid out
before a single day had passed.
and knit me together in my mother’s womb.
Thank you for making me so wonderfully complex!
Your workmanship is marvelous—how well I know it.
You watched me as I was being formed in utter seclusion,
as I was woven together in the dark of the womb.
You saw me before I was born.
Every day of my life was recorded in your book.
Every moment was laid out
before a single day had passed.
How precious are your thoughts about me,[b] O God.
They cannot be numbered!
I can’t even count them;
they outnumber the grains of sand!
And when I wake up,
you are still with me!
They cannot be numbered!
I can’t even count them;
they outnumber the grains of sand!
And when I wake up,
you are still with me!


