This morning I was wrapped in my navy blue blanket pouring out my heart to the Lord in the cool, early morning hours, desperate in my need to know and see Him. Suddenly, I was overwhelmed with the thought, “What am I that He would take note of and forgive one that is less than a speck of dust in the vastness of His creation?”
I had recently watched again “Indescribable” by Louie Giglio and was struck by the stark reality of how very small I am in comparison to Him Who holds ALL of the universe in the palm of His hand…one hand at that!
I was suddenly intrigued by one of my hairs that had floated down from my head as I combed my fingers though my hair. It glistened in contrast to the dark blue. I picked it up just look at it and I was struck suddenly that this wasn’t just a hair.
This was “my” hair, out of six billion or so people
on this tiny planet, and it had a one of a kind DNA
that sets me apart from everyone else.
This little hair suffices as evidence of my presence in this place; it identifies only and clearly me. It contains all the elements that make me ‘me,’ all the elements that He combined, “knitted together in my mother’s womb” (Ps. 139:13). In it are hidden the secrets, the mystery of His calling and purpose when He formed me in secret. In it are written all the days of my life and incalculable details of His thoughts towards me (Ps. 40:5). And He knows the number of hairs on my head (Mt. 10:30; Lk. 12:7)!
My ‘divine distraction’ was His response to my need… a visual object lesson. Suddenly in the quiet of that moment, He made Himself small enough and me big enough to settle trustingly in His lap and put my head on His chest.
“Father, You know me. You see me. You know every anxious need, my sin…all. You deliberately turn my head and my heart to see You, to realize Your intimate knowledge of me. You, Who formed my inward parts, my frame, You know me down to my DNA that You created. You are my Father, and I am Your child!” (Related Teaching Why Am I)