A couple of days ago, I grabbed a sandwich at a local deli. Outside of this particular deli were all sorts of fruits and vegetables for sale, as well as some for decoration. Most specifically, there were these bundles of wheat that people could buy (not inexpensively) to hang on their doors or place as center-pieces on their tables.
I was quietly enjoying my lunch when a small flock of sparrows landed on the ledge next to the wheat. Before long, I could no longer see the sparrows as they were ingrained into the bundles of wheat, carefully picking out the individual pieces.
I just sat a watched, amazed that God’s eye is actually on the sparrow.
The next morning, I continued to read up on what is happening in and around Goma, Congo…millions displaced and hungry.
His eye in on the sparrow…what about the Congolese?