No creature is hidden from Him, but all things are naked and exposed to the eyes of Him to whom we must give an account. Heb. 4:13
Sometimes I do things just to get a laugh.
And I’m not even talking about List Wednesdays right now. A few nights ago, our dog was outside barking her head off. So I opened the back door and loudly yelled in my meanest voice, “Jersey, shut your pie hole!” She came running to me (because she loves me the most), with her tail tucked. I grabbed her nose and kept berating her for effect: “No one wants to hear that! It’s annoying! You probably don’t even know what you’re barking at. You stop it right now. Do you hear me?” Jersey started talking to me, full of remorse, like she usually does in such situations: “rrraaaaawrooooooorrooorrrraaaaaarrrrr.” Now that I think about it, the 10 different pitch changes she uses in that one sentence tells me it’s probably excuse rather than remorse that she’s offering.
Anyway, I wasn’t actually angry; I just wanted to make Abby laugh. And it worked. Abby was inside cracking up, and Jersey stopped barking (at least for a couple of minutes). Mission accomplished. Just a few minutes later, though, the doorbell rang. It was the neighbor boy, and he seemed a little nervous when I answered the door. Apparently, his football had gone over our fence, and he had to come face the scary woman he’d seen and heard dramatically scolding her dog. That’s right; he had been looking over the fence the whole time I was railing on Jersey, and I didn’t know it. I imagine the conversation he had with his mom and dad when they told him to come over and ask for the football went something like this: “Please, don’t make me! That lady is crazy! She feeds her dog pie and then yells at her and stuff!”
Now, obviously, I was just being goofy. It might take some work, but I can probably convince my neighbor that I’m sane by making a concerted effort to appear that way in the next few weeks. I’ll smile and casually wave, and take my dog for a walk in front of their house without yelling at her to shut her pie hole; and all will likely be forgotten. But I wonder how many other times people have seen or heard me when I didn’t know it. It doesn’t even have to be a big number for it to be embarrassing. And it reminds me that who I am when no one is watching is exactly the person that God knows me to be.
There’s no privacy fence big enough that will keep God from knowing your business. We can’t pretend with Him. We can’t put on a good show or cover our tracks or fool Him by looking like we have it together. He knows better.
You might think it’s okay to act how you want when you have a really big yard and a fence wrapped around it. Or when you’re with a select group of friends. In Vegas. Or when you just want to get a laugh. Or maybe it’s when you’re all by yourself at your computer that you don’t want anyone peeking over the proverbial fence. But God knows about our attitudes and actions, even when no one else does. When it doesn’t matter to anyone else, it matters to Him. Big things, small things, all things…He knows.
Thankfully, there’s more to the story than God’s omniscience and judgment. You don’t have to be embarrassed; you can tear down your fences with confidence, knowing that with God, every sinful thought and action finds grace:
Therefore, since we have a great high priest who has passed through the heavens—Jesus the Son of God—let us hold fast to the confession.For we do not have a high priest who is unable to sympathize with our weaknesses, but One who has been tested in every way as we are, yet without sin. Therefore let us approach the throne of grace with boldness, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us at the proper time. Heb. 4:14-16