I was reading Psalm 39 on the church bus as we were driving to San Francisco this afternoon, and this came to mind (my thoughts wandered around a bit):
Our days are as a hand-breadth and our lives are like a phantom, yet God knows the number of hairs on our heads. We are as nothing, a whisper, in the grand scheme of things, yet we are of incalculable value to our God. He knows our thoughts, He knows our emotions, He sees the deepest places of our hearts. God also keeps the universe in motion. Think about that: He is a personal God and Master of the universe. Could there therefore be anything too hard for Him? Sometimes I think it might take greater wisdom and profounder understanding to be the God of human hearts than to engineer, create and maintain the heavens.
If He can do all of this, surely He will come through for us. God sees and cares about the sparrows, He will not fail to care for us. It may not be in the way we want or expect, it may not be the timing that we desire, but God will come through. He shows Himself to be faithful. He shows Himself to be God. Great is our God.
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Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not take them bothAnd be one traveler, long I stoodAnd looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;//Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing thereHad worn them really about the same,//
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,I doubted if I should ever come back.//I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:Two roads diverged in a wood, and I -
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made the difference.
"These little moments ... matter, for they are where we live every day."
- Paul David Tripp