Well, the way it all comes is one at a time. Each day's task and each day's duty brings you to the next, and so it goes, and life moves on grandly and surely—one by one.
"Would'st shape a noble life?
What each day needs that shalt thou ask.
Each day will set its proper task."
And finally, God's love is a love for each of us—one by one. He says not a sparrow can fall without His will and the very hairs of your head are numbered.
Do you not love the little hymn which says:
"God sees the little sparrow fall,
It meets His tender view;
If God so loves the little birds,
I know He loves me too.
"He paints the lily of the field,
Perfumes each lily bell;
If He so loves the little flowers,
I know He loves me well."
The same great power that makes the sun and planets roll round on their path also controls a little child's toy.
The smallest atom is as much under God's rule as the mightiest world in the universe.
God knows you by name—just you. You, out of all the world!
The telescope shows us one hundred million stars, and telescope photographs add millions more. And when we say millions, it is hard to just grasp it all. But every single one is the object of God's eternal care and is not lost in the many. Neither are you nor I.
Some child story-teller has a beautiful message of an African chief who had a lot of oxen. Some one said, "How many have you?" "I do not know," was his answer. You see he could not count.