O Lord, Thou hast searched me, and known me. (Psalm 139:1)
The 139th Psalm ought to be the personal experience of every Christian. My own introspection, or exploration of myself, will lead me astray, but when I realise not only that God knows me, but that He is the only One who does, I see the vital importance of intercessory introspection. Every man is too big for himself, thank God for everyone who realises it and, like the Psalmist, hands himself over to be searched out by God. We only know ourselves as God searches us. “God knows me” is different from “God is omniscient”; the latter is a mere theological statement; the former is a child of God’s most precious possession— “O Lord, Thou hast searched me, and known me.”
No matter what our Christian experience may be the majority of us are nowhere near where the Psalmist was; we will rest in our experience instead of seeing that the experience is meant to bring us to the place of knowing God’s supernatural intimacy.
“Thou compassest my path and my lying down, and art acquainted with all my ways. For there is not a word in my tongue, but, lo, O Lord, Thou knowest it altogether.” To say “Of course God is omniscient and knows everything” makes no effect on me, I don’t care whether God is “omni” anything; but when by the reception of the Holy Spirit I begin to realise that God knows all the deepest possibilities there are in me, knows all the eccentricities of my being, I find that the mystery of myself is solved by this besetting God. Do I really believe I am too big a mystery to solve by myself? or am I so desperately ignorant that I imagine I understand myself thoroughly? If so, I am likely to have a rude awakening. The Psalmist implies—“Thou art the God of the early mornings, the God of the late at nights; the God of the mountain peaks, the God of the sea; but, my God, my soul has further horizons than the early mornings, deeper darkness than the nights of earth, higher peaks than any mountain, greater depths than any sea—Thou who art the God of all these, be my God. I cannot search to the heights or to the depths; there are motives I cannot trace, dreams I cannot get at; my God, search me out and explore me, and let me know that Thou hast.
” Look back over your past history with God and you will see that this is the place He has been bringing you to—“God knows me, and I know He does.” You can’t shift the man who knows that; there is the sanity of almighty God about him. It is an interpretation of what Jesus Christ said—“The very hairs of your head are all numbered. Fear ye not therefore. . . .”