Sometimes when I see throngs of cars on the road, I think about the hundreds (thousands?) of people they contain. Then I think of each of their lives being as complex and complicated as my own, each person wrapped up in their own cosmos unaware of all the others except as other cars on the drive.

It makes them feel big, then small; and then the statement that the God of the universe knows everything everyone's going through seems even more impossible.

Nothing is impossible with God, except contradiction, it's an impossible something.