Today is St. Patrick’s Day.
And as I was doing some research on just exactly who St. Patrick was, I came across a quote from him that struck me in my soul.
“And He watched over me before I knew Him and before I learned sense or even distinguished between good and evil. ” — St. Patrick
When I read it, my mind instantly said “Yes, that is truth.”
You see, He did watch over me before I knew Him. Scripture confirms this in Psalm 139:
My frame was not hidden from you,
when I was being made in secret,
intricately woven in the depths of the earth.
16 Your eyes saw my unformed substance;
in your book were written, every one of them,
the days that were formed for me,
when as yet there was none of them.
Before I was even born, He watched over me. I was not hidden from Him. He knows the days that are formed from me, and knew them before even day one of my life. And before I knew good from evil, and before I knew sense, His eyes were on me.
But even further than that, He watched over me before I became a believer. It is He that pursued me, not I that pursued Him. Oh how I ran from Him in rebellion. How I fought off His love for me. Yet the more I understood the Gospel–that He died for my sins, for my evil–the more I wanted a God who would watch over me. Not as a tyrant, but as a heavenly Father whose love encompasses me, disciplines me, guides me, and comforts me.
Yes, He knew me. He knows me. And He knows you. And wants to know you more.
I’m reminded of an old, old song, and I’ll close with this:
I Sing Because I’m Happy
I Sing Because I’m Free
For His Eye Is On The Sparrow
And I Know He Watches Me