Being Known

What matters supremely, therefore, is not, in the last analysis, the fact that I know God, but the larger fact which underlies it--the fact that he knows me. I am graven on the palms of his hands. I am never out of his mind. All my knowledge of him depends on his sustained initiative in knowing me. I know him because he first knew me, and continues to know me. He knows me as a friend, one who loves me; and there is no moment when his eye is off me, or his attention distracted from me, and no moment therefore, when his care falters .
This is momentous knowledge. There is unspeakable comfort--the sort of comfort that energizes, be it said, not enervates--in know that God is constantly taking knowledge of me in love and watching over me for my good...There is certain cause for humility in the thought that he sees all the twisted things about me...There is, however, equally great incentive to worship and love God in the thought that, for some unfathomable reason, he wants me as his friend...We cannot work these thoughts out here, but merely to mention them is enough to show how much it means to know not merely that we know God, but that he knows us.

-J.I. Packer, Knowing God

It brings me comfort as well because He knows me. If I had created God, then it would start with me knowing about God. But I did not. He created me. Thus, He knew me first and in this knowledge of me He confirms my identity and His existence. This causes me to want to know Him in a greater way; to desire His presence...that would entail a desire to follow His Laws and commandments.