When I consider your heavens,
the work of your fingers,
the moon and the stars,
which you have set in place,
what is mankind that you are mindful of them,
human beings that you care for them?
Psalm 8: 3-4 (NIV)
Sometimes I just feel overwhelmingly small - just small. One person in a world of people. One world in a universe of worlds. Small. And I gasp at the wonder of this small - my infinitesimal life, because I know that God loves me.
He knows me. He knows me and still he loves me. He knows us all and still he loves. He loves so much that he came to live with us - to be small with us. He gave everything for us. That is full-of-wonder wonderful.
And I am grateful.
Linking with Still Saturday, and Sunday Stillness