Sometimes I sit in from on my computer screen and read about the world.
Ok, not sometimes. Pretty much every day.
I read about convicts on death row in Florida, orphans in Syria, American pastors imprisoned in Iran.
I read about the city in Spain that sends dog poop back to their owners when they don’t clean up after their pets, Dennis Rodman’s interesting relationship with Kim Jong Un, and how genetics may not just affect your physical being but also your emotional welfare.
It’s crazy to me to think that all these things are happening everywhere. To real people.
I read a lot, but I will never know everything that is going on.
There will always be more articles to read, more facebook photos to look at, more friends to catch up with.
More documentaries to watch, more things to research, more planning to do.
But you know what’s crazy?
God knows everything.
I can sit on my butt and read all day but I still wouldn’t be able to tell God something he didn’t know.
I could attempt to inform him of tragedies that are taking place over the world but he already knows.
I could try to lay down my woes and fears for a hubristic generation, but he already knows all of the people in that generation and what they’ll do.
He knows everything.
Have you ever really thought about that? That God knows EVERYTHING??
He knows what you had for breakfast on January 17th, 1992.
He knows how many people right now, in this very moment, are contemplating suicide.
He knows where we run, physically and mentally, when we’ve had a terrible day.
He knows everybody who ever lived and their middle name.
Or if you don’t have one, he knows that too.
It’s just crazy to me the vast amount of information that God must know about this world as an omniscient God.
You know what’s even crazier?
That he cares.
Why should he care about us?
We are tiny.
Ever looked at the stars? The ocean? The sun?
All of those things are HUGE compared to tiny little us.
Tiny itty bitty us and our little lives and our little problems.
I wonder if it’s like looking at an anthill in the summertime and caring whether or not all of those ants gets inside before the rain.
It’s humbling really, that we are loved by a being so much greater than us.
So when you are feeling blue, know that God is bigger than you. How could an ant understand the affairs of a human? Trust. Have faith.
Why would he bother to know how many hairs are on your head if he didn’t love you?
Because, really, who cares? God does. He created the universe. And he cares about you. Whoa.
Let him in on everything. He already knows it anyway. He loves you just the same.
Why, even all the hairs on your head have been counted! Stop being afraid. You are worth more than a bunch of sparrows.”