Returning from summer break there are so many thoughts that it is hard to know where to begin. However one of the stupider things I managed while away was an encounter with the fruit counter at an Italian supermarket. I watched the person in front of me weigh his fruit and noticed that he put the fruit on the scales, keyed in a number and the machine printed out a label. Following his lead I did the same , put my peaches on the scales, keyed in how many were in the bag and took my label. As I smugly described this to my family they asked the key question, How does the scale  know what kind of fruit is on it, how does it know to charge for say peaches and not potatoes?

 

As I had learned the hard and, I expect, expensive way, the number keyed in was a code to identify the fruit not the number in the bag, from then on after they had finished laughing, the scales were referred to as the "all knowing scales."

 

Thankfully God is all knowing, he can identify each of us without coding,  he values our differences  and loves us equally

"Indeed, the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Don't be afraid; you are worth more than many sparrows."   Luke 12 vs 7