You Know All Things
White As Snow by Greg Olsen
Reflection based on John 21:1~19
At my baptism, my yes to You was said for me by others. In the years that would follow You allowed me to walk away from that yes for a time. Only for a time, for You know all things, my Lord, and You knew that in time I would renew that yes with my own voice more strongly and sincerely than before.
The grace of my baptism grafted me into You and so nothing I could do could change how You saw or felt about me.
You lived and died so that I might live despite the sins I would commit. In my repentance You are consoled.
Yes Lord, You know all things and You know that even though the things I do in the course of a day do not always show it, You know that I love You.
At the end of the day, You take me aside like You did Peter, and ask me: "Daughter, do you love me?" It is not that You need to hear me say that I do, because You can look into the depths of my heart and see that I do. You ask me because I need the reminder; the reminder that You allow a hundred little deaths to myself in the course of a day that if offered to You will glorify You. The reminder that You prepare a banquet for me, not simply a breakfast of fish and bread. The reminder that despite every wrong thing I do, every betrayal and denial of You, in the depths of my heart, Lord, You know and I know that I love You.
Peter was distressed at hearing You ask him if he loved You a third time. May I never tire of hearing You ask me this; may I always welcome the reminder of Your request of my declaration of love for You.