"When I look at your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars which you have set in place, what is man that you are mindful of him, and the son of man that you care for him?" Ps. 8:3-4, ESV
Have you looked at the heavens lately? As a teenager, I used to stare at the stars and wonder what God was like. How did He make those stars? How did He create all the galaxies? Was He up there? And did He really care about me? Why would He?
Last week I reread the diaries I'd written as a teenager. As I looked back on my life, I could see just how much He cared about an insignificant teenage girl filled with such fear and anxiety that breakfast couldn't be kept down on most days, so I only drank coffee or hot tea. I saw the way He worked through the people and circumstances of every-day-life to bring me to a time of victory after experiencing several defeats. I was thrilled to see that as a teenager I had written, "I love God!", on one of the pages, and I went to church more than I thought I had at that age. So many things I'd forgotten. I did remember the heartaches, the disappointments, the rejections. It's funny how I always remember the negative things. But I was pleasantly surprised at all the good things the Lord had done for me. And I saw with fresh eyes how He engineered the meeting of my future husband who was not even a blip on my radar--but like the moon and the stars, God set him in place in my life at just the right time.
I'm so grateful God is mindful of us. I am so grateful He loves us and cares for us. It's almost inconceivable that the One who made the moon and the stars, the planets and the galaxies, and all creation has plans for us. Plans that are good, pleasing, and perfect. Who wants to miss out on plans like that?