Monday, September 17, 2012

THE LITTLE THINGS

     Sometime it's just the little things, isn't it? Like sipping a hot cup of tea on a morning tinged with fall's impending arrival. Getting a big smile from the neighborhood kids whose profits just rose at their lemonade stand. The rumbling motor from the contented purring kitty in my lap.

     Then there's all the little things that happen throughout the day. The hold-the-door-for-the-next-person culture at Wawa.The brave annuals in the flowerbeds that continue to grace us with their color and cheer.  The laughter with the teens at pizza lunch yesterday. The email from a dearly loved friend just to say she's praying for me.

    And of course there's little things that can make my heart swell close to bursting or fill my soul with a very contented sigh.The smile my daughter turns to give me before she heads through the doors of high school in the morning. A text and picture from my husband just to share something he's enjoying while on the road - a wish you were here in one frame. Dinner with "old" friends who have shared college and careers and singleness and marriage and children and marriage of children and aging parents and who wouldn't mind all ending up in the same old folks home ourselves one day.  : )

    I remember one of our pastors starting a sermon one time by saying, "Don't sweat the small stuff. Point Two. It's all small stuff." We all chuckled but of course I immediately thought of things that I wasn't sure qualified as small stuff. The bills to be paid. The health concerns of family and friends. The fears and the worries that seem larger than life all around us. His point of course was that God has it all under control so we don't need to sweat it. A concept we spend a lifetime fully learning.

     It seems lately that God's been trying to remind me of the little things that are in actuality quite big. The things that we might have learned as a child or as an adult. Things that hold all the little pieces of our days together. The bottom line in a world that seems to grow shakier and darker and anything but something to not sweat over. I'm a pretty positive, optimistic person and I prefer to see the glass as half full. But on days when it's obvious the world my children must navigate today is far different from my teen and young adult years, when I cannot comprehend the pain some children bring with them to school and church, when the headlines would convince us that things could very easily get worse before they get better, I am increasingly grateful for the enduring truths my Heavenly Father has been whispering in my ear again and again.

     "Fear not."

     "I am with you."

     "I love you."

     "I will never leave you." 

     If you grew up in Sunday School, you probably sang a little song that goes like this:

             "Yes, Jesus loves me. Yes, Jesus loves me.
                 Yes, Jesus loves me. The Bible tells me so."

     It is the little things, isn't it?

     This song from Tenth Avenue North swirled out from the radio this morning to pour grace and comfort over my heart. I hope it does the same for you - whatever your small stuff to not sweat is. It's pretty much full of little things, that aren't quite so little after all.

                                         
 http://youtu.be/J95rAr0gOFU

     

    

1 comment:

  1. Amen! Thanks for the reminder about what really is important!

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