My mind is a jumble of thoughts as I think of infinity buried in a point where everything on the inside is bigger than what is on the outside, and how difficult it is to wrap my earthly mind around this, as I look at the night sky and feel infinitesimally small, but then attempt to accept or believe or have faith that there is something or some place so much bigger buried and hidden from us in a point, in a second, in a planck length.
And then I am AMAZED to the point of tears with an aching joy in my heart knowing that somehow, mysteriously this is TRUE…
This morning I saw a man stop and offer help to an older woman who was pushing her own wheel chair across a parking lot. It was a lovely scene, quiet and small and probably not noticed by many. I love seeing these small and beautiful moments of kindness and goodness in the world. They remind me that God’s tapestry is full of small and beautiful pictures that we can see even now. I like to think of these small moments of goodness as the little flowers decorating the trim of His tapestry.
I think His tapestry is also full of large scenes of which we only have the ability to see small portions. When we focus on the small parts of the large scenes, we might see what we perceive to be evil. We might notice the drops of blood, a weapon, a betrayal, a death and if we don’t have faith to trust that these things are necessary parts leading up to the overall goodness of God’s scene, His plan, His beautiful tapestry, then we lose hope in the goodness of God and His ability to use any and every action of ours to finalize His beautiful and good plan.
I know it is very cliche to say, but I must repeat what so many others have said before me.
Jesus please help us to focus on the small things, help us to seek out the little nuggets of golden goodness You have sprinkled throughout everyday, and when something bad happens help us to remember that our faith is being tested, and that we must believe in You and have faith in You and Your ability to turn anything all around and upside down.
I placed the sand as a boundary for the sea, a perpetual barrier that it cannot pass; though the waves toss, they cannot prevail, though they roar, they cannot pass over it.
Isn’t it interesting that we are always trying to build something big and something strong to control the waters of the sea?
When God chose a barrier to contain it He chose one of the smallest things on earth, sand. A single grain of sand may be small, but in great numbers it prevails over the majestic, powerful and consistent force of the sea.
In great numbers anything is possible!
Join me in saying “It is Our Best Life”! In great numbers Our Best Life is realized for everyone!