Yesterday I had a tooth pulled. Just one tooth. I felt pale and wan all day—over just one tooth.
I shouldn’t have been surprised. Like everything else in life, it’s written in the Bible: “the whole body, joined and knit together by what every joint supplies according to the effective working by which every part does its share…” even one tooth.
It made me think about how important one person is to God—just one person. Not every person knows God. Not every person lives for God. But regardless of our wayward wanderings, God always knows where we are and He always loves us—every one of us.
It hurt my body to lose one tooth. Just one tooth. Imagine how much it hurts God to lose one person. Just one person.