Nothing Inconsequential

This morning I noticed Bret has a little scratch on his finger. With out thinking I smooched it. Poor sweet baby has an owy. owie? ouie? He has a boo boo. I immediately felt compassion for him. I didn't care where he got it, or how he got it. He wasn't even acting like it hurt but I'm sure it hurt at the time. The point is I'm his mommy and I care if he gets a scratch and all I want to do is make it better.

Do you ever feel like your hurt is inconsequential to God? Like it's such a small thing compared to world peace and starving children? But you know what? I think He does care. Even about the smallest things. I believe this because in that moment, when I saw Bret's little tiny scratch on his little tiny finger, it mattered to me. Don't you think our Father is that way? He doesn't care how big or how small our hurt or our pain is. He wants to make it better. He doesn't even care if we got it while we were misbehaving. He just wants to pick us up and make it better.

   "I'll live in them, move into them;
      I'll be their God and they'll be my people.
   So leave the corruption and compromise;
      leave it for good," says God.
   "Don't link up with those who will pollute you.
      I want you all for myself.
   I'll be a Father to you;
      you'll be sons and daughters to me."
   The Word of the Master, God.

2 Corinthians 6:18 MSG