We often laugh remembering a family trip to Niagara Falls when I was but a wee girl. We wanted to walk under the Falls and so mothers and children were sent to one room to don plastic ponchos and fathers were sent to another room to do the same. Imagine a sea of children and mothers whose only distinguishing marks were size. We couldn’t identify hair or eye colour or see the unique style of dress chosen for the trip. All we saw were black plastic ponchos. And yet I found my mom with no problem. When asked by my somewhat frantic mother how I knew it was her, I simply said, “I saw your big nose.” Instead of being insulted (for more than a moment anyways), my mom was grateful she had at least one feature that allowed her child to find her.
Thanks be to God that Jesus assures us he knows us-every hair on our head, every thought that runs through our minds, every breath from start to finish of our lives. He never loses sight of his children and cares for each of us with total and unconditional love. The world may seem cruel and uncaring, but our Good Shepherd leads us and protects us with his life.
Thanks for seeing us as we are and loving us always. Amen. — HS