I Don’t Know

I am thankful

For what I don’t know

For knowing that I don’t know

For the knowledge that my ideas of your love, your beauty, your goodness, your thoughts are insufficient

My ideas may, by your grace, be true, but they are fractional truths

There is more unseen than seen

More unimagined than imagined

I have found your intentions to be very different from the intentions I ascribed to you only a short few years ago

I have found your abundance does not suffer from the lack I feared

I have tasted , in my limited experience, the hint of what is to come when I awaken

When I see as I am seen

When I know as I am known

When I hear the song you sing over me

The song that, today, is a faint, but sure whisper in my thoughts,

An irresistible music that dares my heart hope of unseen beauty, of unheard words, of an undiscovered friendship –

Hope to know what I don’t know

1 Corinthians 13:12 AMP

For now [in this time of imperfection] we see in a mirror dimly [a blurred reflection, a riddle, an enigma], but then [when the time of perfection comes we will see reality] face to face. Now I know in part [just in fragments], but then I will know fully, just as I have been fully known [by God].