Megan's prayer: Andy Cloninger's "Search Me"

My heart is longing for the God that knows my name.
Starting student teaching at a school where I didn't know anyone was very scary for me. Although everyone seemed friendly enough, I didn't have any prior connection with anyone and felt lost the first day or two.

What really pulled me out of that lost feeling was when teachers and faculty called me by name in the hallway. While I had been introduced to them the first day, I hadn't remembered all 50+ names, but a few of them remembered mine. Something so simple as saying "Megan" made it all better because I knew at least part of them cared to get to know me better.

Sometimes I forget just how intimately God knows me. He created me. He knows what I am thinking. He knows my name.