I was thinking about how large God is. And then I was thinking about how small I am. I mean, I am just a speck. And God cares about me, a speck. I don't care about specs that are around me. I don’t care about the ants in my yard or the pieces of dust floating in the air. Sometimes I don’t even care about other human beings the way God cares about me. Compared to him I'm nothing more than a piece of dust, probably even smaller, yet he cares passionately about me, a speck.
|I'm nothing more than a piece of dust and yet God |
cares passionately about me, a speck.
Why and how he loves me is baffling and overwhelming. He created everything so big, and He is larger. And yet He loves specks. Wow!
I was thinking about Jesus and how he would hang around sinners and the disreputable people. I wondered how that made them feel. Then I thought about the whole high school situation where sometimes “jocks” hang out with “losers” and how that makes the “losers” feel. I thought an illustration like that would be a good opening story for a sermon sometime.
Then I thought about the God of the universe hanging around with me and how that made me feel. Maybe it's not an illustration for a sermon. It's a story for me and maybe a story for you too. I sometimes feel like a “loser”, yet God hangs out with me because He wants to, He likes me, He loves me. That makes me feel great!