Read Luke 12:1-59

“Who feeds the birds?” we asked the three-year-olds, trying to teach them the truth about God’s provision.

That’s when Grant yelled, “I do!” He and his mom had been filling their backyard bird feeder all winter. He had been working hard to make sure those birds would not starve. 

As honest as that little boy was in his three-year-old Sunday School class on that Indiana Sunday morning, the deeper truth was, and is, that God always takes care of the birds. And since He doesn’t even let one of those teeny little creatures go unnoticed, neither will He let one of us, His children, be forgotten. 

He sees. He knows. He provides.

The Pharisees tried to hide behind their images, the hypocrisy that pretended holiness but exuded evil. And Jesus called them out to His disciples. Because He saw them for who they really were.

“Be on your guard against the yeast of the Pharisees, which is hypocrisy. There is nothing concealed that will not be disclosed, or hidden that will not be made known.”

He wanted to make sure they knew that, while those hypocrites demanded the look of perfection, God the Father saw beneath their masks.

He saw it all.

That’s why Jesus warned His disciple not to fear the fake Pharisees but rather realize the truth about the Father and the way He cares for the birds. 

His authority goes beyond this life. He powers eternity. And He knows the depths of every person, He sees the truth of who we are. He knows and He sees and He is mindful of each.

Just look at the sparrows, sold for fractions of a penny. Think about the ravens whose homes always abound. They prepare nothing, flit from barn to home and He sees even them. 

I need this truth to penetrate my mind and I’m guessing you do, too. Life sometimes gets dark and it’s easy to feel forgotten. Sitting in the E.R. with a child who suffers. Losing a friend who has betrayed a trust. We cannot forget that the God who powers eternity sees even the sparrows, the ravens, and He will never forget us. The One who spoke light into dark, who breathed life into death, He sees you. He sees me.  

So the next time you see a sparrow, the next time you notice a bird, remember that you are seen by the very God who powers this life.

You are loved!

You are never forgotten!

Bria Wasson