Last week I had the joy of attending a baby shower for a beaming mother who came cradling her one-week-old baby. Since we knew the name of the child, the guests were able to personalize the gift envelopes. Amongst the connecting of friends, plates filling up with sweets and china teacups vibrating their beverages due to the gaiety around the table, I couldn’t help but notice a singular look upon the mother’s face as she opened presents.


I watched her sitting at the head of the table as her eyes rested upon the outside of an envelope. Her fingers traced upon a word — lost in thought — as her heart read something.


“I have written his name so many times,” she finally said, her eyes filling.


The table hushed to hear her words as it became obvious she was struggling to find the right ones to express how she was feeling.


“These many months I have kept him with me, I have thought upon his name and put it in my own penmanship. To see his name now in someone else’s writing is something hard to describe. He is really here. He is to be known.”


I got what she was saying. I understood. He is really here. He is now to be shared with the world. What a beautiful, sometimes scary, awesome adventure of faith and perseverance. I couldn’t help but be thankful that this child was already known by God well before his mother laid eyes upon him. We are each personally known; blessed to live a beautiful, sometimes scary, awesome adventure of faith and perseverance.


Psalm 139:13-14 says, “For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well.”


I left that morning with a remarkable sense of peace, thinking upon a particular image of how this mother almost hurt in her longing for her son’s wellbeing. She ached in her intimate knowing of him — in her intimacy of love. I couldn’t help but be humbled beyond understanding that God loves us even more. He takes us all as we are today — beyond our name, status, the weight of our pocketbook, what we see in the mirror and outside the opinion of others. He takes our entire being. We are fully known.


“See, I have engraved you on the palms of my hands….” Isaiah 49:16 says.


And the best part, my friend, is once saved we cannot be snatched from God’s hand.


John 10:28-29 says, “I give them eternal life, and they shall never perish; no one will snatch them out of my hand. My Father, who has given them to me, is greater than all; no one can snatch them out of my Father’s hand.”


May we walk and rest in the assurance of God’s unconditional love and company, trusting in God to give us hope, direction, and an intimate relationship with him as we move along in this beautiful, sometimes scary, awesome adventure of faith and perseverance called life.


SGLY, dear readers.


(Smile, God Loves You).


Tiffany Kaye Chartier is a Christian writer and an opinion columnist. To submit feedback on SGLY or to offer a specific topic idea, please contact Chartier at news@amtrib.com. Follow Chartier on Facebook: facebook.com/tiffanychartier and Twitter: @tiffanychartier.