Footsteps

As I walked through Glasgow this morning, I became acutely aware of the noise of all the footsteps of the commuters on the dry pavement. Heavy feet, light feet, big feet, small feet, boots, stilletos, trainers. The more I heard, the more I listened to all the footsteps falling around me. God noticed each one!

And even the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Matthew 10:30