"I know My own,
and My own know Me"
Such a comfortable verse.
He knows me, indeed. I am His own.
He knows every hair on my head, and loves me to the maximum allowed by His definition of the word.
I know this, and as a valuable a piece of information as it is, I often forget it. Could there be any thought more comforting than His knowledge of me?
And I know Him. I know much about Him, from His word. I know everything I have read; everything He has revealed to me. And the more I study, the more I will learn.
Admittedly, it's sometimes hard to recognize His voice. The enemy does great impersonations.
But He states a fact that His own know Him. It's a promise. He also gives the gift of His Spirit, giving us the discernment, that we will not be fooled.
I know His voice. The trick is to listen to nothing else.
~ "Yet they will by no means follow a stranger,
but will flee from him,
for they do not know the voice of strangers" ~