Wednesday, February 8, 2012

I am Small

I've always been small.  I work with college athletes... I'm smaller now than I've ever been.  Female volleyball players tower over me.  I stand in the middle of them and I can't see daylight.  I DESPISE being small!  I've always wanted to be bigger.  I love lifting weights.  It's the only time/place I remotely like being small.  I thoroughly enjoy the dumbfounded look on a person's face right after they've seen me hit a lift... wondering, "How did he do that? or But, he's so small?"
[Just a side note, I'm not that strong and I'm quite aware that I'm not that strong... the two people I live with put me in my place daily (again I hate being small).  Also thats why I slam the bar every time I hit a big lift (for me)... I fight those weights everyday and when I win they are going to know about it!]

However today I realized we are all small.  We just look at our own lives through a microscope so our problems, accomplishments, etc appear large.  They aren't... we are small.  I realized this in the way I look at the church.  I see black and white.  I read and listen to English.  Haha so small.  The church is every color, people from every nation, tribe, and tongue.  Think about that.  Listen to a sermon in Mosquito (a tribal language in Honduras), listen to a worship song in French, except... hold on you are in West Africa, listen to someone read the Bible in Chinese... by the grace of God I've been able to do all of these things but still I slowly become near-sighted.  I have to remind myself I am small.  The good news is God is big.  How do I know this?  I flew from Raleigh to Atlanta to Puerto Lempira, Honduras to somewhere else in Honduras where we landed on a dirt runway, then took an hour long ride in a truck, then got in a hollowed out tree with a motor attached to it and traveled 7 hours down a long, twisting river and when I finally arrived at my destination, God was there.  A year later when I went to Benin, Africa I bumped into Him again.  Oh and in China when I was sure I was wasting my time on what I thought would be a pointless mission trip... God showed up there too.

Everyday I ride my bike less than a mile to where I work.  Upon arriving at work I stay in the same building (mainly the same room) for 10-12 hours before riding back home to my apartment.  Let me remind you this is all taking place in rural Alabama.  Unconsciously I zoom in using my microscope.  I hate being small, I make my life big.  Yesterday morning I watched a youtube video set in Africa (below).  Immediately I shrunk down to size.  Observing creation always makes me feel so small.  Cliffs, mountains, valleys, fields, deserts, the ocean, outer space... I am so small, but at the same time I began to feel comforted.  My God is big.  My God made all of that and its beautiful.  If this earth is so inconceivably gorgeous, then what will heaven be like?!  I am small!  I am weak! BUT He is big!  He is strong!  He can take small things and do really big things.  Remember that time He fed 5000 with 5 loaves and 2 small fish... I know I forget about it too.  I think it's because my eye is fixed so tightly to the lens of my microscope that I can't see the big picture.  He can use this small life to do big things, but I have to let Him.  Lord, please allow me be willing.  Help me to be willing.




I totally got this from someone else's blog but I wanted to share it because I thought it was awesome... hope you do too

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