“Small things”; this is the phrase that God has been giving to me lately. It first came up at church a few weeks ago during class. And then, a week later. After that, nearly every day for the past three weeks. I’m seeing it in the world around me, scripture, and in conversation. Small things.
So often, we tend to think life is made up of “big things”. (And in many ways, it is.) When we run into a friend who we haven’t seen for a while, or go to a family reunion, we want to hear all the “big things”. The big career shift, the babies born, loved ones who have left this earth, leaving a big gap in our life. And we tend to look for the big things, the big thunder clouds in the sky for rain, the big oak trees for shelter, perhaps a bigger car or house? It’s so easy to get caught up, and desire to know about or have the big things.
I believe God’s economy is a little different. It’s the small things. In reality, that’s where all the big things begin. Dreams are created with the smallest of thoughts. Addictions are broken, one day or one moment at a time. Forgiveness is fostered with the slightest change of heart. Majestic oak trees begin to grow out the small beginnings of an acorn. That huge thunder cloud, pouring out rain, began somewhere with the slightest wisp of moisture. Our berry farm (Danamay Farm, shameless plug) relies on the smallest of blooms to bring in an estimated harvest of 1 ton of blackberries this year. It all starts with one little flower bud.
It’s the small moments of being present, or snuggling up to watch my kids’ favorite show and talk about it. Yesterday afternoon, we had egg hunts around the house…it all started with one little plastic egg from Sunday. That little act of fun between us, spilled over to today, and probably tomorrow too.
It’s the small things, that make up the big things. One tiny moment, attached to another tiny moment, to create memories which last a lifetime.
We had the opportunity to celebrate something huge this weekend, the Resurrection of Jesus. That, is huge. But it started small – with a little baby. That little baby, small in Mary’s arms, grew in small ways just like you and me. But that small baby, would knit together small acts of love and forgiveness in such a way that He, Jesus, would save the whole world in a very big way. (Alright, some acts were pretty big…but you get the idea.)
There’s a story in the gospel of John about a boy’s lunch, his mom has packed up five barley loaves and a two fish. (I think he must have been a teen or pre-teen to eat that much food! I have an almost 11 year old boy.) But with that seemingly small lunch, John 6:1-15 tells us that Jesus fed over five thousand people. That’s young man’s lunch, probably big to him, seemed small and inadequate to the disciples. They were looking for something huge.
It’s the small moments of choice throughout our day, that bring change. The smallest “hello” to the cashier in the gas station. The slightest smile as you pass someone on the street. The small gestures that let our family know that they are loved and wanted, cherished and desired. It’s washing my daughter’s baseball cap, that lets her know I care about her. Small time away from the world, with the Lord, brings us into unity with our Creator.
I don’t know about you, but it’s almost like a treasure hunt now. A hunt to find, do, and enjoy the small things. What’s one small thing you can do, enjoy or acknowledge today?