It seems the Coronavirus has us all counting something. Maybe you’re counting how many days since
- the kids have been home from school,
- you’ve been working remotely or not working at all,
- you last hugged your family,
- you’ve been to your favorite place with your favorite people,
- you can remember a day without thinking COVID-19.
It’s Day 13 on this gravel road we call home.
For the record, counting days has always mattered. Moses wrote, Teach us to number our days, that we may gain a heart of wisdom (Psalm 90:12). It’s wise to measure our days and to make each one count.
Wiser still to remember that God counts, too! The one who determines the number of stars in the sky (Psalm 147:4) intimately tracks all our
- Sorrows and tears (Psalm 56:8)
- Hairs on our head (Matthew 10:30)
- Cares in our heart (Hebrews 4:13)
- Days before even one came to be (Psalm 139:16)
And though He counts us more valuable than sparrows (Matthew 10:31), He doesn’t count us by number, but by name.
Fear not, for I have redeemed you; I have called you by name, you are mine (Isaiah 43:1).
You are the 1 He sees, knows, and treasures. You are the 1 He will never forsake or forget. You are the 1 He created on purpose for a purpose. You are the 1 He loves with an unstoppable, unchangeable, never-ending love.
No matter what day something it is, nothing counts more than God’s unmeasurable love for you.