A few mornings ago, I was watching this amazing sunrise. I don’t even live anywhere spectacular, and still, it’s stunning every single day. Magnificent. An orb of fire in the sky. I mean, who thought of that?
And then I looked straight ahead and saw my little geranium, recently pruned of all flowers, growing in its little earthen pot.
All things, large and small, the Lord God made them all.
The vast expanse of history, with kingdoms being raised and cast down, people moving here and there, cultures shifting and changing the scape of all future — and me. Just me.
God has His eye on it all.
He has His eye on you.