God's precious thoughts about me outnumber the grains of sand. I am writing this while sitting on the beach. As I slide my feet back and forth on the silky sand and pick up handfuls to run between my fingers, my mind drifts to this verse. I am undone with emotion. The thoughts of God towards me outnumber these grains of sand.
The Psalmist is saying, "Your tiny little finite brain cannot even begin to grasp how precious you are to your Heavenly Father. He has so many loving thoughts towards you that they are immeasurable. To try quantify the love that the father has for YOU is as foolish as counting the grains of sand of the beaches and oceans of the world."
The next time you feel forgotten by God, or maybe a little overlooked. Pick up just one pinch of sand and try to count the grains. You can't count even that one pinch. His loving thoughts of you go far beyond that tiny pinch of sand and yet you can't even count the grains in one pinch. Oh, the incomprehensible love of God!