So I’ve been overwhelmed lately. You see, I feel like I’m one of the few people (at least in Nigeria) that thoroughly understands the plight of biblical Job. It would seem like I’ve lost so much in such a short time that I could almost hear the words of close friends whispering JUST CURSE GOD AND… But somewhere in my melancholy heart, I’m 102.5% confident that weeping may endure for a night (though it’s looking like more than a night for many Nigerians) but JOY comes in the morning. I’m confident JOY is coming.
And so in the process of my situational analysis a few days ago, I sensed an interruption in my thoughts. I was reminded of the inspired words that was penned down by one of my best poets thousands of years ago.
He counts the stars and names each one. Psalm 147:4 New Century Version
Though man had been given the deligative authority to give names to God’s creation, the general name we’ve been able to give for those monstrously big and illuminating thingies out there is STARS. However, apparently their creator knows each one of them by name.
It has been a while I’ve been fascinated by the concept that there are so many stars in the known universe that it is impossible to count by man. Up until recently, the available telescopic technology has only been able to give man a conservative estimate of the minimum estimated amount of stars in the universe: 1,000,000,000,000,000,000,000. That’s one billion trillion. That is considered a conservative estimate.
And then I was blown away when I researched and found out that new technology is proving to us that that conservative estimate should be multiplied by at least 20. So we’re looking at a minimum of 20,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 (twenty billion trillion). That’s so much zero that if present in your bank account will definitely get the attention of any governmental agency (except that of Zimbabwe ofcourse).
And for someone to know each of those stars by name is just $-@&#-$($&#:….. Truth is I’m short of english words to use to describe that entity.
And then my thought process drifted to the words a wise man said almost 2,000 years ago: even the hair on your head is numbered.
How is it possible to know exactly how many hair a human being has. Apparently God knows. He doesn’t just count them, he numbers them. Please tell me, who does that?
I have a few cameras and happen to understand the difference between counting and numbering. Let’s imagine I have counted 10 cameras in my possession. Even though I have counted 10, I have them numbered accordingly. My number 1 camera in my possession is a $5,500+ camera body called Canon 1Dx Mark II. I know what its purpose is for. My number 10 camera is the camera on my smart watch and I know what I can use it for and when to use it. Though I’ve counted 10 cameras, numbering them gives me an understanding of each one’s purpose.
It is estimated that the average human being has between 100,000 to 150,000 hair on their head alone. Using the conservative number of 100,000 per person on earth, we can literally say there’s an estimated minimum of 700,000,000,000,000 (seven hundred trillion) human hair on the heads of over 7 billion people alive today.
If God indeed knows the names of each star out there (a minimum of 20 billion trillion), knowing the number and purpose of each hair on each human being feels to me like a piece of cake (seven hundred trillion). If He is so concerned to know the names of the stars and the number of the hair on my head, I’m taking a mathematically correct guess that He knows what I’m going through and is deeply concerned and is committed to making a way where there might seem to be no way…IF I TRUST HIM
He knows. I know He knows. I know it feels like He has abandoned you sometimes, but trust me, He knows the situation and He cares. Many times, our ignorance of Him and His ways is what gets us into deeper mess. But if we trust Him and commit to a life of seeking His ways, He always ensures that JOY comes in the morning. Your bank account balance may not reflect the JOY but your heart’s account will overflow with it.
If only we can commit to a life of seeking, obeying and trusting Him…. If the One that knows the stars by name and numbers the hair on my head, it seems to me like nothing is beyond Him. NOTHING.
And as I found myself looking into the mirror in preparation for an interesting meeting I had last week, I noticed I had quite a number of hair growing on my ear. It was almost as if someone was trying to get my attention with this hair matter. And then I saw one hair strand that was about 15 times the height of the others: 1 inch. It stood out and was only noticeable to me because I was looking intensely at the entire ear structure in the mirror. It looked like a strand that grew out of the stress and worry of my heart.
Consequently, I made a fresh commitment to trust the ONE that knows the names of the stars, the number of hair on my head and even the hair on my ear. He knows all… He does.
My epistle is looking as long as the number of stars in the sky but know this: IF THE ONE WHO NAMES THE STARS AND NUMBERS THE HUMAN HAIR TELLS ME THAT I SHOULDN’T WORRY, I WILL TRY MY BEST NOT TO WORRY. Because JOY WILL EVENTUALLY COME IN THE MORNING.
It is morning. GOOD MORNING.