I cannot remember when I first heard God described as “The God Who Sees Me”, but I have just discovered that the phrase comes from Genesis 16:13.
[Hagar] gave this name to the Lord who spoke to her: “You are the God who sees me,” for she said, “I have now seen the One who sees me.”
Hagar was the concubine of Abraham (aged 86), and bore him his son Ishmael. The angel of the Lord said to Hagar:
“You are now pregnant
and you will give birth to a son.
You shall name him Ishmael,
for the Lord has heard of your misery.
He will be a wild donkey of a man;
his hand will be against everyone
and everyone’s hand against him,
and he will live in hostility
toward all his brothers.”
I have been aware for some time that God sees me as I really am. In my less vainglorious moments, I think “Poor God!”, and that then makes me think of the Cross:
Poor God, in deed.