Small

“You saw me before I was born. Every day of my life was recorded in your book. Every moment was laid out before a single day passed.”
​                                                                          ~Psalm 139:16 NLT

​I sat watching my week-old granddaughter as she lay in her cushioned bouncy seat. Her eyes were wide open, quietly looking up at the space above her. She was so small, so tiny, so vulnerable. I was struck by her vulnerability, being so small in a big room, in a big house, in a big world. If she didn’t have loving parents, an adoring big brother, a loving grandmother nearby, how would she survive?
 
Yet that is how we all come into the world; small, vulnerable human beings. By comparison, I was a huge baby when I was born, the largest my mother’s doctor had delivered in his 30-year medical career. My parents tell me that I was a miniature of my father in appearance. Still, I was small and except to my parents and grandparents and the rest of their family and friends, I was insignificant. No newspaper headlines proclaimed my arrival in the world. It wasn’t reported on the local news. It was a grand event for my family who welcomed me with great love, but just a tiny blip in the events of a big world.
 
Even so, my Heavenly Father, the God who ultimately created me didn’t think me insignificant. The Psalmist David wrote in Psalm 139 that God had already planned out my days even as he was knitting me together in my mother’s womb: “You saw me before I was born. Every day of my life was recorded in your book. Every moment was laid out before a single day passed.” (Ps. 139:16)
 
All of these thoughts passed through my mind as I watched my new and already greatly loved granddaughter. How any of us survive in a world so big is really miraculous; yet we do survive. We survive and become the parents and grandparents of new small beings. Watching my granddaughter, my thoughts drifted to how big God is and how He looks out for the small things of His creation. I thought of the words of David in Psalm 8:

“LORD, our Lord, how majestic is your name in all the earth!...
When I consider your heavens, the work of your fingers,
the moon and the stars, which you have set in place,
what is mankind that you are mindful of them,
human beings that you care for them?
 You have made them a little lower than the angels
 and crowned them with glory and honor.
 You made them rulers over the works of your hands;
 you put everything under their feet:
 all flocks and herds, and the animals of the wild,
the birds in the sky, and the fish in the sea,
all that swim the paths of the seas.
LORD, our Lord,
how majestic is your name in all the earth!” (Ps. 8:1, 3-9 NIV)
 
All of us are significant, every single person that has ever been born, because we have a Heavenly Father who says we are.

Author

Donna Brown