Yada, Yada, Yada…Do You Even Know Me?

Floatie:  The Word That Changes Everything

Genesis 4:1  Now Adam knew Eve his wife, and she conceived and bore Cain, saying, “I have gotten a man with the help of the Lord.”(ESV)

The Hebrew word “yada” means to know.  But it doesn’t mean “to observe” or “to be aware of.”
It means to know deeply, intimately, experientially—to have shared essence.
This is the same word used when Adam knew Eve.  It’s not about information.
It’s about union.


✒️ Forge:  Knowing vs. Knowing About

Modern Christians confuse data for depth.  They learn facts, memorize verses, attend sermons—and call it “knowing God.”
But Jesus didn’t die for a classroom.  He died for a bride.

The Bible doesn’t say Adam taught Eve.  It says he knew her.
Same word used in:

Psalm 139:1  O LORD, you have searched me and known me!(ESV)

Amos 3:2  You only have I known of all the families of the earth:  therefore I will punish you for all your iniquities.(KJV)

God’s covenant love is built on yada.  Not distant.  Not detached.
But involved.  Intimate.  Costly.

This is why Jesus says:

Matthew 7:23  And then will I declare to them, ‘I never knew you; depart from me, you workers of lawlessness.’(ESV)

Not “you didn’t know Me.”  “I never knew you.”

The indictment isn’t ignorance.  It’s lack of intimacy.


⚒️ Anvil:  Yada Isn’t Always Holy

To yada is to touch essence.  That’s why the word is also used for sexual knowledge.
Because sex, done rightly, is a soul-sharing act.  It’s why casual sex damages us—it trades union for sensation.  It mimics covenant without ever creating it.

The world has hijacked this language.  We’ve reduced yada to a joke—”Yada, yada, yada…” as if the deepest connection two humans can share is just filler dialogue.

No wonder the Church feels empty.
We’ve sanitized God into a lecture series.  No blood.  No breath.  No closeness.
Just ideas.  God doesn’t want your theology if it costs you intimacy.
He doesn’t want to be analyzed.  He wants to be known.


🔥 Ember:  I Thought I Knew

I’ve memorized books of the Bible.  I used to be able to quote chapters from memory.
But for years, I confused devotion to the text with intimacy with the Author.

Worse, I used that knowledge to win arguments—not to build bridges.
I was armored in Scripture but lacked the Spirit.  I had yada’d the words, but not the Word made flesh.

It took walking away—completely, bitterly, intentionally—and then being called home like the prodigal to realize I had never truly been known.

Not like that.  Not deeply.  Not intimately.

But He took me back.  He didn’t ask for memory verses.  He asked for my heart.


🌿 Covenant Triumph:  Known and Still Loved

You are not your reputation.
You are not your résumé.
You are not your highlight reel.

God wants the unfiltered, unedited, unpresentable version of you.

1 Corinthians 13:12  For now we see in a mirror dimly, but then face to face.  Now I know if part; then I shall know fully, even as I have been fully known.(ESV)

He already knows your pain, your motives, your secrets.  The miracle isn’t that He will someday know you.
The miracle is that He already does—and still chose the Cross.

You’re not here to impress Him.  You’re here to know Him.  And to let yourself be known.

Because yada doesn’t mean knowledge.
It means belonging.


[⚓ Floatie] [✒️ Forge] [⚒️ Anvil] [🔥 Ember] [🌿 Covenant Triumph]
This post follows the Forge Baseline Rule—layered truth for the discerning remnant.

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