When I gaze upon the fragments of my life, I see no brilliant stars. It is ordinary, plain, and simple. There are those who differ from me; every moment of their existence is scrutinized. Yet, the seconds of my life pass unnoticed, or at least unnoticed by the world.

I recall someone advising me not to take myself too seriously, reminding me that not everything revolves around me. Ironically, I’ve learned that nothing does. Children are naturally self-centered, believing the world revolves around them, but as we grow, we are supposed to outgrow this mindset. There are trillions of others. I am just a blade of grass swaying in the wind, as we all are. And that’s okay. Because even if no one else notices me, God does, and that’s what matters.

He sees everything about me, even the number of hairs on my head and how many are turning grey. Not only does he notice me, but he also sees all the other blades of grass blowing in the wind, here today and gone tomorrow. He sees you and knows everything about you. We, the blades of grass, meant so much to him that he sent his only son. He sent his most precious child, a part of himself, as a sacrifice for our salvation. How amazing.

So now I can only pray. Though my days may be few, I will live them for him. Though they may pass unnoticed by many, I know they are noticed by the one who matters. The eyes I want to notice my soul are already watching me from above, my father’s eyes. He sees you too. I pray you feel his gaze and his love for you today.