Men, suppose you are having one of those intense conversations with your wife. There is some area of disagreement. Dissension. Or at least, misunderstanding. So, she says to you, as she rolls her eyes, in a voice of exasperation, “You‘t don’t even know me!”
What if my wife said that to me, and I responded this way?
“I guess I do too know you! You’re name is Norma Jean. Your maiden name was Slaughter. You were born in Trenton, Florida. You’re 5’7.” Brown hair. Green eyes. And 125 pounds! Huh, I guess I do know you!”
How do you think Norma Jean would react? Is that what she really meant? Did I really demonstrate that I “know” her?
Our word of the week is “know.”
“Know,” of course, can mean to possess knowledge. To understand the facts. To apprehend the truth. However, “know” can and often does carry a deeper meaning.
To “know” my wife is to understand her point of view. To know what makes her tick. What she likes. Dislikes. And needs. To know her is to feel what she is feeling. To enjoy an intimate relationship. To possess insight. Understanding. Perception.
Yesterday morning in my sermon I asked the question, “Do you know my Jesus?”
The query was not to illicit answers regarding information. Statistics. Facts. Or Data. But to probe into our hearts and ask, “Do you really know Jesus?” It speaks to the issue of relationship.
John, “the disciple whom Jesus loved,” expressed it these words:
“And we know that the Son of God has come and has given us understanding, so that we may know him who is true; and we are in him who is true, in his Son Jesus Christ. He is the true God and eternal life.” (I John 5:20)
John desires that our understanding of Jesus lead us into a deeper relationship. A more intimate knowledge. A closer union. A regular communion. A special comradeship.
When I really know Jesus, I know more than just his earthly name. I know Jesus saves. I know Him as my Lord. King. And Savior. I know Him as the Chosen One of God. The Great Physician. And the Master of my life.
Knowing Jesus means knowing His mission to planet earth. The purpose of His
ministry. And His message. He summed up who He is in just three little words: “Way.” “Truth.” Life.”
When Thomas questioned, just prior to the cross, “Lord, we do not know where You are going, and how can we know the way?”
Jesus responded, “I am the way, the truth, and the life. No one comes to the Father except through Me.” (John 14:5-6)
I know my Jesus is THE WAY. Not a way. Not one of many ways. But THE WAY. The way of salvation. The highway to holiness. The path of righteousness. When I really know Him, I will not lose my way in this world.
I know my Jesus is THE TRUTH. He’s the embodiment of Truth. Absolute Truth. Spiritual Truth. When a cynical world scoffs and sneers, “What is truth?” I know! He revealed it. Had it written down. I didn’t learn from a dream, vision or a song He sang to me. I know it because I know Him who is Truth who unveiled it through His apostles.
I know my Jesus is THE LIFE. He’s the source of spiritual life. Abundant life. Eternal life. And if I believe in Him I will enjoy everlasting life (Jn 3:15).
The Jesus I know requires repentance. Asks for obedience. And demands dedicated discipleship. He promises forgiveness. Proclaims freedom. And pronounces blessings. He offers hope. Warns of judgment. And calls all people to come to Him.
Do you know my Jesus? Really know Him?
–Ken Weliever, The Preacherman