Feeling Small

Apart from getting a sunburn at the beach yesterday, I also got a wake-up call from God. Lately, I've been feeling unmotivated to spend time with God, making up excuses for not doing devotions or reading the Bible. While sitting on the beach and staring out at Georgian Bay, I was reminded of just how much God loves us.

Looking out into what seemed a never-ending stretch of water, I felt so small. With the beautiful blue sky above me that seemed to go on forever, I felt like a tiny grain of sand on the beach. I thought of God and how small we must all look from His perspective.

Yet no matter how small we are, God still loved us enough to send His only son, Jesus, to die for our sins. (John 3:16) Psalm 139 speaks about God knowing how many hairs we have on our heads, and knowing each word we say before we open our mouth.

How great is God's love toward us! Despite our feelings of insignificance and unimportance, GOD says that we are special and unique - not insignificant! What matters most is not what WE think, but what GOD thinks. And if God says I'm special, then I better believe it!

Psalm 139 (ESV)

O Lord, you have searched me and known me!
You know when I sit down and when I rise up;you discern my thoughts from afar.
You search out my path and my lying downand are acquainted with all my ways.
Even before a word is on my tongue,behold, O Lord, you know it altogether.
You hem me in, behind and before,and lay your hand upon me.
Such knowledge is too wonderful for me;it is high; I cannot attain it.
Where shall I go from your Spirit?Or where shall I flee from your presence?
If I ascend to heaven, you are there!If I make my bed in Sheol, you are there!
If I take the wings of the morningand dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea,
even there your hand shall lead me,and your right hand shall hold me.
If I say, “Surely the darkness shall cover me,and the light about me be night,”
even the darkness is not dark to you;the night is bright as the day,for darkness is as light with you.
For you formed my inward parts;you knitted me together in my mother's womb.
I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works;my soul knows it very well.
My frame was not hidden from you,when I was being made in secret,intricately woven in the depths of the earth.
Your eyes saw my unformed substance;in your book were written, every one of them,the days that were formed for me,when as yet there was none of them.
How precious to me are your thoughts, O God!How vast is the sum of them!
If I would count them, they are more than the sand.I awake, and I am still with you.Oh that you would slay the wicked, O God!O men of blood, depart from me!
They speak against you with malicious intent;your enemies take your name in vain!
Do I not hate those who hate you, O Lord?And do I not loathe those who rise up against you?
I hate them with complete hatred;I count them my enemies.
Search me, O God, and know my heart!Try me and know my thoughts!
And see if there be any grievous way in me,and lead me in the way everlasting!

Have a great day!

Looking out onto Georgian Bay