There is a difference between knowing about someone and actually knowing them. You can study a person for years. Memorize their habits. Learn their history. Analyze their words. Predict their behavior. And still never truly know them.
Imagine a man who says, “I know everything about my wife.” He can tell you: her favorite food, where she grew up, what makes her laugh, her Enneagram number, her childhood wounds, and the exact date they met. But then imagine he has never: held her hand, cried with her, sat in silence with her, kissed her, laughed until they couldn’t breathe, carried her grief, or felt the
weight of her presence beside him into the wee hours of the morning. You would say: “You don’t know her. You know information about her.”
And I think this is how we have been formed…what to expect from a relationship with God. We have reduced knowing God to intellectual mastery. To concepts. To theology. To definitions. To podcasts. To debates. To sermons. To “content.” We can explain God…without ever experiencing Him.
“It is not knowing much, but realizing and relishing things interiorly, that contents and satisfies the soul.” -Ignatius
We know Greek words but not His nearness. We know doctrines but not communion. We know arguments, but it is without experience…The tragedy of modern Christianity is not that we know too little about God— it may be that we know too much about Him and too little with Him.
Because throughout Scripture, people did not merely analyze God. They encountered Him.
• Moses trembles before a burning bush.
• David pours out tears in the night.
• Isaiah collapses, undone in the temple.
• John leans against Jesus’ chest the night of His passion….
• The early church shakes under the Spirit’s power.
Biblical faith was never merely intellectual assent. It was participation. Communion. Experience. Relationship.