And there is no creature hidden from His sight, but all things are naked and open to the eyes of Him to whom we must give account (Hebrews 4:13).
This word naked makes us think of our flesh, going around with no clothes on. A Catholic friend of mine wanted his baby girl baptized in the biblical way, so instead of having the priest sprinkle a few drops of water on her head, he striped her naked and had the priest plunge her into a tub where she was completely submerged. Then he held her up before the crowd in triumph. The crowd enjoyed that. Everyone oohed and aahed, enjoying that baby’s freedom. When my own children were little toddlers, I let them run around naked in the summers on the beach of the Russian River. Passing canoeists would wave and tell the children how beautiful they were in God’s nature.
If we adults would do such a thing, come into the church for our baptism stark naked, or loll by the river without a stitch of clothing, we’d be arrested. But consider, Adam and Eve were naked, and God didn’t seem to mind. He walked with them every day, unadorned. So what is naked in His sight? Anything that is hidden. I have a tiny picture frame that I have carried with me for years and years. It frames a little robin sitting on a branch and words are coming from his mouth. “He already knows.”
Like Psalm 139 says, he knows our thoughts before we have them, so we might as well be honest. I have determined to speak the truth, no matter how much trouble it gets me into. Yet I am surprised at how the truth simply opens doors. Others can confess, “Oh, I do the same thing.” I might be forgiven when I tell white lies, but I’m really forgiven when I tell the truth. Just remember, He’s listening as well as watching!