“Christ Jesus made himself nothing by taking the very nature of a servant.”
Sometimes when I am standing in the cashier line at the local supermarket, I tend to people watch. I see teenagers with nose rings and the newest iPhones talking about *insert current musical heartthrob* looking through the snack foods; a young professional buying one steak, a few twigs of asparagus, and a sweet potato; an elderly woman pondering the peaches and strawberries. Then there is me and my wife deciding what kind of Captain Crunch cereal to get. As I look around, I have to wonder, does God know all these people by name? I ask myself. Do they really matter to Him?
The Maker of all things is the Maker of all human beings and each of us is deemed worthy of His individual attention and love. God demonstrated that love in person on the gnarly hills of Israel and ultimately on the cross. Christ even referred to this when he said: “Greater love has no one than this: to lay down one’s life for one’s friends.” (John 15:13)
When Jesus visited earth in the form of a servant, He showed that the hand of God is not too big for the smallest person in the world. It is a hand engraved with our individual names and engraved also with wounds, the cost to God of loving us so much.
Now, when I find myself floundering in self-pity, overwhelmed by the ache of loneliness that is explained so well in books like Job and Ecclesiastes, I turn to the Gospel accounts of Jesus’s stories and deeds. If I resolve that my existence “under the sun” (Eccl. 1:3) makes no difference to God, I contradict one of the main reasons God came to earth. To the question “Do I matter?”, Jesus is indeed the answer.