A SPECK OF SAND

SAND

“And all around is the desert; a corner of the mournful kingdom of sand.”
– Pierre Loti

While enjoying a summer afternoon graduation party this past weekend, the conversation turned to the internet.  We got to talking about the vastness of knowledge within its domain.  So much information is now available within just an instant.  While thinking about this, The subject changed to the amount of things God has within His memory bank.  He created everything – even the smallest grain of sand on a humongous desert.  What does He see?  How can He observe even the smallest of His creatures every minute of every day?  How does He know what each individual need is – what we’re thinking – what every intercession of prayer holds?

We look at the internet as a source of all kinds of data, yet God can look within each individual heart and hear their calls through the enormity of the desert.  We are but a speck, yet we hold a place in God’s Kingdom, already won for us.

As technology develops, information about us is being stored for future use.  Our social security numbers, birth certificates, marriage license, bank accounts, DNA are all input into cyberspace, ready to be stolen by thieves.  No human invention could possibly answer the requests of every one of us.  No machine can take the place of our living God.

When my husband worked as a naturalist, he would demonstrate what the world looks like from above.  He also highlighted the fact that we don’t often realize that we may be walking over an entire living community without even knowing it.  He challenged them to block off a square of land and take a really close look at the tiny plot.  The kids were flabbergasted to see the earth alive with life.  Tiny insects could be seen.  Each blade of grass, became a sanctuary for those microscopic beings.

Is this how God sees us?  Are we just a tiny piece of the puzzle?  We are so much more to Him.  He holds each individual in the palm of His hand.  His data storage is beyond human comprehension.  He can tell immediately when we hurt – when our hearts are heavy with grief and loss – our minds are full of indecision and hopes for the future – when we are led into temptation.  He knows in an instant when a personal prayer is lifted to Him.  Not even a miniscule instant passes before He is already working on finding an answer.

Next time you’re in the garden or taking a short walk in nature – stop and take a look.  God has provided for the smallest of His creation.  It may seem that we’re walking through the desert at times, with no one even noticing our isolation, but God is the well of living water within that wilderness. We can be assured that we aren’t just a speck in the desert.  We are His children and He is our loving Father.

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About atimetoshare.me

As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension. I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog. I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ. My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on Amazon.com.
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