He not only numbers every hair on our heads, but also tracks their movement as the wind blows (Luke 12:7), and yet we are like grass (1 Pet. 1:24-25; LXX Ps. 89:5).

It is surprising because it encourages the reader to consider how slow and precise and methodical and intentional is God's perception of, and reaction to, every event that occurs, while simultaneously reminding them how insignificant, from a cosmic perspective, is the expanse of a single day.

And yes, it's a chiasm.

It's as if "evolution" is this grand cosmic force directing all life in a worldwide dance that leads to greater and greater fullness.

Weird.