There I was…sitting on Question Mountain staring out over the I-Don’t-Know Valley wondering if I had made God mad. I texted Him and got no response, so I called every number I had for God and got no answer. The email I sent to God was returned with a message called “Daemon Return” which sounded so close to “Demon Return” I wasn’t sure if the message had gone north or south when it left my computer.
So I got my last carrier pigeon and prepared to put a note on his leg and shoo him out to go find God and let Him know I was still alive, but while I was reaching for the pigeon I saw something flitting about in the bushes close to my window. I wasn’t sure at first, but then I recognized the sparrow. What a small bird! They are about 4 ½ inches long and weigh about 28 grams, so it would take 16 sparrows to weigh a pound which means I am 4080 sparrows in weight. Sparrows are everywhere since there are more than 35 species of sparrows and they number in the billions. That’s right – billions. In fact, there are twice as many sparrows in the United States as all the songbirds combined.
I stood there with my imaginary carrier pigeon that I was sending to find God to let Him know I needed Him, and God showed Himself to me as I was looking at that tiny sparrow. I know how God feels about sparrows. In Matthew 10, Jesus comforted His disciples by telling them that a single sparrow cannot fall to the ground without God knowing about it. Wow. God takes census on the sparrows and he knows the sparrow population of the world, not just annually, monthly or weekly. God counts them every minute to know how many are flying and how many are falling. And then in verse 31 Jesus said, “So don’t be afraid; you are worth more than many sparrows.”
Even if I feel alone, God knows where I am.
If I can’t find God, He can find me.
I have trouble remembering where I put things, God counts the sparrows and knows them.
And he thinks I am more valuable than them.
Me and the sparrows…and God.