He Knows My Name

   On impulse this morning, as I walked, I turned into the Fitness Center. Usually, at this early hour, it is either empty of exercisers, or a workout place of the very few.

   I stop because I want to say "good morning" to the person in charge. I see his car in the parking lot, I know his name, and he is a nice guy.

   It is also a time to do a light workout with some weights before moving on toward the condo.

   This morning I greeted Mr. Don, went back to do some minor work and spend 15 minutes or so in building up my strength.

   Another man came in as I was finishing up. From where I was sitting I could hear him as he greeted the attendant by name and asked about his eyes. This man, whom I did not know or had seen before, came on into the main room and spoke to me also with a simple "Good Morning". He then proceeded to get on the treadmill, set the controls for his workout, and start his morning run.

   As I got ready to head on home, I spoke to Mr. Don again, and he asked the question. "Do you know who that man is?"

   I did not and told him so.

   "That is the man who is over all of this resort. His name is Ian, and he knows my name. He even knows about my eye problem and asks about it each time he comes in here."

   I thought about what he had said as I walked on back to the condo.

   "He knows my name"

   The Psalm reading for this morning was from Psalm 93:

"The Lord is king! He is robed in majesty.
    Indeed, the Lord is robed in majesty and armed with strength."

   God is King over everything. He is The King, and he is my King.

   and

   He knows my name.

   Amazing...