God's thoughts concerning us outnumber all the grains of sand

 This is my my all time favorite passage...I never tire of reciting this in my mind.  It is completely amazing to me that we can be so fully known....there is no hiding.  God knows us so intimately and yet still loves us beyond our comprehension.  We are constantly in his thoughts; how can that be...when he is so busy??  It is simply mind boggling.  

(And as an aside, I'm pretty sure David loved the sea too...just not as much as I do.  Can you just imagine sitting on the beach and trying to count the grains of sand...and thinking to ourselves..."Wow...God thinks that??  Wow...God thinks about this??!!!"  There would absolutely be no end...)

Psalm 139

1 You have searched me, LORD, and you know me. 

2 You know when I sit and when I rise; you perceive my thoughts from afar. 

3 You discern my going out and my lying down; you are familiar with all my ways. 

4 Before a word is on my tongue you, LORD, know it completely. 

5 You hem me in behind and before, and you lay your hand upon me. 

6 Such knowledge is too wonderful for me, too lofty for me to attain. 

7 Where can I go from your Spirit? Where can I flee from your presence? 

8 If I go up to the heavens, you are there; if I make my bed in the depths, you are there. 

9 If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea, 

10 even there your hand will guide me, your right hand will hold me fast. 

11 If I say, “Surely the darkness will hide me and the light become night around me,” 

12 even the darkness will not be dark to you; the night will shine like the day, for darkness is as light to you. 

13 For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb. 

14 I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well.

15 My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place, when I was woven together in the depths of the earth. 

16 Your eyes saw my unformed body; all the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be. 

17 How precious to me are your thoughts, God! How vast is the sum of them! 18 Were I to count them, they would outnumber the grains of sand— when I awake, I am still with you.