As we appraoch God in prayer we find in ourselves a two-fold personality. We are aware of a part of ourselves which is always more or less in contact with others; they see us, know our manner our life, behavior, tastes, and our probable reactions; they would say they know us, even intimately. But we know that there is a part of self, the real me, which not the most intimate friend, not even my confessor knows; a self of whom I, myself, am not fully conscious, and which cannot be expressed, for there is more of “me” both good and bad than I am able to make known to anyone. This side of “me” is lived alone, withdrawn; so much so that we are conscious of an inner loneliness as we find that we are unable fully to express our inner most feelings, or make ourselves entirely understood by others. We cannot really even understand ourselves, yet we are aware that the elusive intangible “me” is our real self.
There is only One who knows this true self; to One alone can we lay our innermost selves bare, sure of being perfectly understood; One “From whom no secrets are hid”, who sees us always, not only as we happen to be at any particular moment, but as we are meant to be, and as, with His help, we may become. He needs no explanations nor excuses. To others we have to make known our thoughts by expressing them in word or action. But before God we may be still and silent, with no need of words. “O Lord, Thou has serached me out and known me…. Thou under-standest my thoughts afar off. Thou art acquainted with all my ways” (Ps.139:1,2
-Introduction, “That I May Know Him” by A Religious C.S.D