I do not know the numbers of hairs on my head.
And even if I were interested to know, I’d not consider it a worthy investment of time – not to mention a most boring and tedious endeavor which would result in absolutely no benefit whatsoever . . .
Likely you feel the same way. Especially if you have as much hair as I do. My poor hairstylist usually goes over the booked amount of time due to the amount of hair that accompanies me.
God has numbered our hairs. All of them. Luke 12:7 and Matthew 10:30 [Seriously!]
If you have ever created art, built a business, prepped for a wedding, or remodeled your home; if you’ve raised children, invested in a project, then you understand the intricacy of your investment and how your soul intertwines with the work you’ve done.
Have you learned that no one really knows what goes into what you do unless they have done it themselves?
In shopping for my gift shop, I drove five hours down to Madison, WI. I carried with me a rolling trash can. Upon arrival, I unloaded it, carried it up a flight of steps, across a road, over a curb and into the Alliant Energy Center where I waited in line with other shop owners until the market opened.
When the doors were open, it was kind of a mad rush, waiting in lines, navigating around loaded carts and trash cans like mine, making insta-decisions with hard-earned money on what my customers would purchase.
When the trash can was full, I’d roll it back to the holding area where I was given large tags on wire to number my things. I’d add my address label to each one, [or write my name and address when I forgot the labels] and twist them on bags of potpourri, posts of birdhouses, wrought iron garden decor, etc and then go back into the fray, where I would start all over.
I’d shop for four hours or so, back the Tahoe in to the loading area, strategically load it-sometimes it took unloading and reloading to fit it all in. Then upon returning the five hour trip with a loaded Tahoe, the next day [I did sleep!] I’d unpack, remove price tags, put my own price tags on, and work the merchandise into the displays.
People always said of my shopping trips, “That must be so fun!!!”
I’d smile at them and nod, thinking, “If you only knew.”
What I invested in, I followed through on.
What you invest in, you continue to care for.
You are motivated because of your investment to maintain it, to protect it, to see that it thrives.
Our Creator is invested in us. We are His workmanship. He has numbered our hairs.
Often I marvel at how quickly my heart can default to fear upon hearing some piece of bad news, because by now I have quite a history with this faithful God of love that I’ve grown to know.
But I find that when I dwell on His attention to detail – he numbers my hairs! Matthew 10:30-31
Not a sparrow falls to the ground without His knowing. Matthew 10:29
And that He delights in every detail of my life. Psalm 37:23NLT
I am more prone to trust Him more readily.
Would God have put up with us this long if He had only a limited amount of grace? If He had only a limited amount of anything, He wouldn’t be God. I shouldn’t use the word amount, because amount means “a measure” and you can’t measure God in any direction. God dwells in no dimension and can be measured in no way. Measures belong to human beings. Measures belong to the stars. ~ A. W. Tozer “The Radical Cross”
He cannot be measured, yet he measures every detail of our lives. Even the hairs on our head.
Can you now trust Him more readily too?