One day, I was walking through the city with my 10-year-old son when he looked up at the buildings in awe. “I’m not scared of heights when I’m up there, Dad. I’m more scared when I’m on the ground. The buildings make me feel so small.” Even in that modest part of our city, we seemed so insignificant. How much more so when we compare ourselves to the vastness of the universe?

In the overall scheme of time and space, we are infinitesimally small. And yet, in the eyes of God, we’re infinitely valuable. As I’ve been cleaning my house in preparation for our move, small scraps of paper hardly register on my radar. They get thrown away without the slightest ounce of thought. We are even smaller than those little scraps on the canvas of the cosmos. But God cares for us.

We may be small, but God’s attentiveness to us endows us with a significance of eternal proportion. On our own, we’re nothing; but with him, we’re blessed with the abundance of his endless care. In addition, he bestows on us the honour of being his representatives in this world. Created in his image, we are crowned with the right to rule the stage he has set. In this, we have a meaning and purpose enitrely derived from and directed towards his glory.

In his faithfulness to us, God is mindful of us and cares deeply for us. We matter because we matter to him.