“He Knows My Name”
This new song for the series is one that reaches deep into the places where identity is formed and belonging is sealed. Every time I hear it, I’m taken back to my childhood and a story my paternal grandmother used to tell me with so much pride.
She would say that when I was born, she didn’t know at first. But the moment she found out about me; she went looking for me. And when she finally saw me she knew I was hers, but I didn’t carry the family’s last name so she took me home with her and made sure it was changed.
Every time I heard that story, I felt chosen. Claimed. Known. That name wasn’t just paperwork; it was a declaration that I belonged, that I was hers, that my place in the family was secure.
That is exactly how “He Knows My Name” makes me feel.
“He knows my name
Yes, He knows my name
And oh, how He walks with me
And oh, how He talks with meAnd oh, how He tells me
That I am His own”
For me, knowing who I belong to is deeply tied to my identity. My grandmother gave me the gift of belonging something I still hold onto today. And if knowing who I belong to in my earthly family meant that much, imagine the honor of belonging to the Most High God.
Scripture reminds us of this truth again and again:
“Before I formed you in the womb I knew you, before you were born I set you apart.” (Jeremiah 1:5)
“Do not fear, for I have redeemed you; I have called you by name; you are Mine.” (Isaiah 43:1)
“See what great love the Father has lavished on us, that we should be called children of God!” (1 John 3:1)
God doesn’t just know about us He knows us intimately. He knows our name, our story, our wounds, and our purpose. His love for us existed before we took our first breath, before anyone else could claim us. He tells us, just as clearly as my grandmother did through her actions, “You belong to Me.” I will forever be grateful to her for showing me her love through some a bold act. My last name, the name my father and my grandparents share is the bond that sealed our connection.
This song is a reminder that our identity is not rooted in circumstances, titles, or approval from people. Our identity is anchored in Him. We are His chosen, claimed, and deeply loved.
Prayer
Heavenly Father,
Thank You for knowing my name and calling me Your own. Thank You for loving me before I was formed, for choosing me, and for giving me a place in Your family. When I forget who I am or where I belong, remind me that I am Yours. Walk with me, talk with me, and let Your voice be louder than every doubt. Help me to live confidently in the identity You’ve given me as Your child, loved and secure in You.
In Jesus’ name,
Amen

