In the eternal scope of creation, my life is like a single grain of sand flowing through the divine hourglass — hardly noticeable. And yet, God notices.
Psalm 139:17-18
How precious to me are your thoughts, God!
How vast is the sum of them!
Were I to count them,
they would outnumber the grains of sand.
Good morning, Lord. Every second of every day, You’re thinking of me. Would that I thought of You as often. Forgive me for getting distracted, for thinking only of myself, for failing to notice Your presence. Open my eyes, ears, heart and mind to the blessings that surround and sustain me.
