God cares about your story because He has chosen your story as a way to display His glory to the world.
The first time I experienced it, I was standing in a work training classroom of almost all men. Before I even said a word, the lecturer whistled and said, “I wish she was my assistant, if you know what I mean.”
Today I'm over on the Nashville Moms Blog where I write about "How I Learned the Power of the Word 'No.'"
If you've lately noticed my absence from social media, it's because I've been embracing the meaning of the word "space."
But yet, whenever we drove into town, to church or to school, I was drawn to those fields we passed in which a lone tree stood, firm and spreading in the center of the flat space. There was usually just one tree and although the farmland engulfed everything around it, the tree was often strong and substantial in size.
When scripture says God so loved the world, it doesn't mean he loves only the wealthy or the male or the American or the white skinned or the baby after a certain stage of development or the heterosexual person or the citizen or the people who contribute financially/are beneficial to society.