The inside- 4:13

The explanation comes after Jesus has already said that, the secret of the kingdom of heaven has been given to you but to those outside everything comes in parables. Then Jesus seems a little unimpressed that they don't get it- how then will you understand all of the parables? The inference is that the secret of the kingdom has not been given to them due to the fact that they have had parables explained- Jesus seems to think this should be unnecessary- Both those on the outside and those on the inside have access to the same information- Everyone in the crowd gets to sit there and listen and see, they all get to hear the parables- To some (most it would seem) that is what they will always remain- pretty stories perhaps, that they have never had the key to unlock, and never really knew the meaning of- but to others who begin to hear and see, the hiddeness of God's rule, starts to reveal itself- ask, it is given, seek and you will find, knock and the door will be open to you.
An orientation of the heart which God gives to or honours.

Complex the whole being drawn and seeking. ... “To you has been given...
If he hadn't sought us, or revealed himself to us (wound the thing up and then let it run of its own accord) we'd have buckleys. He starts it- initiates it.
Yep, sustains it as well- is far more present than I recognise, and far, far more present than those on the 'outside' recognise.

And perhaps in the whole drawing and seeking thing- it's like most things- we struggle to get a proper perspective on our own importance- We refer too much to ourselves and over-reach; whereas the reference point is the creator who gives us an importance seemingly out of kilter with ourselves, a derived thing – Because of the importance I have in the Creators mind and heart- I am important- because of the action of Jesus, because of the Father's love- I am a family member- a son, with the full rights of a son- which is true, wonderful, inalieble (however you spell it), but I am here on Jesus coat tails. Its an importance that cannot be full of itself- it should be full of him- our gaze sweeps past us to him and others. And paradoxically the more this happens, the more we become ourselves and are given ourselves- and don't care about it.

Much there that is theory- but I'm pretty sure is true. It would be good to prove it far more in my life