There are times when I cannot see the trees for the forest; I cannot see a blade of grass for the field; I cannot see the sheep for the flock; I cannot see the person for the crowd. But this is not so with God. He is ever mindful of each individual. God is not as interested in the “general” as He is in the “particular.” I am blinded by bigness, but God’s eye is still on the little sparrow; He even sees when it falls to the ground, and condescends to hold its funeral.
I’m told in His Word that the very hairs of my head are numbered. He calls me by name. He knows my thoughts. He beholds me when I lie down and when I awake. God does not see the masses—only the individual. He looks at the world and sees a person. When He gazes upon the various races, He sees only one face. He is a personal God and must be known as such.
As far as God is concerned, I’m an only child—as if there were only the two of us. How wonderful to know God; but how much more blessed to be known of Him.
“But now, after that ye have known God, or rather are known of God..."
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