One of my all time favorite romantic movies is "One Fine Day" with George Clooney and Michelle Pfeiffer. I'm not sure if it's because of the hope that love will always find you, no matter the circumstances, but I just love this movie. One of the most endearing moments, for me, is when the character Melanie makes a comment out loud that clearly infers that Jack is a womanizing jerk who couldn't possibly remember or care to know her name. During her little diatribe, he quietly watches her then leans in and quietly says, "I know your name, Mel." Awwww, I love it! It speaks to my own basic need to know that someone out there knows and loves me. It's easy to feel so alone, sometimes. Or overlooked. Especially if you are a mom, and an on-the-cusp-of-middle-age one at that. I get a little thrill when someone calls me by my name. Is that weird? Conceited? Insecure? I don't know if it is or not, but I know I'm not the only one who must feel this way. That's one of the reasons I really appreciated President Uchtdorf's October Conference talk, "You Matter to Him": "...it fills me with wonder and awe to think that 'the worth of souls is great in the sight of God.'...God Himself said we are the reason He created the universe!" and "He know where we are, no matter how humble our circumstance...God knows that some of the greatest souls who have ever lived are those who will never appear in the chronicles of history. They are the blessed, humble souls who emulate the Savior's example and spend the days of their lives doing good...you are not invisible to your Heavenly Father. He loves you. He knows your humble heart and your acts of love and kindness. God sees you not only as a mortal being on a small planet who lives for a brief season--He sees you as the being you are capable and designed to become. He wants you to know that you matter to Him." He knows my name. He knows your name. And we matter to Him.
