The One
The woman at the well. (John 4)
The woman caught in adultery (John 8:1-11)
Five loaves & Two Fish (John 6:1-14)
The faith-filled woman who touched his robe (Luke 8:43-48)
The thief on the cross (Luke 23:39-43)
The 12 Disciples (The Gospels)
What do all the things and people on the list above have in common? Jesus. Besides Jesus? They are all a small part of a larger story.
We are always looking for the big: the big following, the big impact, the viral video or post. Our culture craves the stage. We flock to watch performers do their thing in front of thousands. We watch viral videos along with a few million of our friends. Trends are set based on the Instagram post with the most likes. We feel the need to live in the big while Jesus is calling us to live in the small.
Jesus operated in the small spaces. He had a mass following. However, his most miraculous moments were with one person or a small thing. Even the wedding where Jesus turned water to wine (his first miracle) wasn’t a huge venue; at least not like we are used to today.
We are so busy looking at the big things that we are missing the beauty in the small things. It is time we recognize the glory in the mundane. Jesus didn’t build his kingdom in front of thousands from a platform with fancy lights, musicians in skinny jeans leading worship, and a microphone. Instead, he started at a wedding, next to a well with a cast-out woman, and in the dirt reconciling the life of a woman scorned. He hung with twelve guys more concerned about souls than being seen. He took a child’s small lunch and multiplied it to feed thousands. Glory in the mundane.
I am here for the one. When I started this journey, I had no idea it would turn into something more than a girl writing her soul out on a page. When I noticed people were touched, my focus shifted to the one: if only one person reads this and leaves knowing Jesus, I did my job. When I set out to see if this could become something bigger than a blog/diary, I didn’t want to leave the one behind. Because it is the one that I care about. The rest will follow if I can reach the one. I am here for the one who feels forgotten in the crowd. Her soul matters.
Do the unseen. Life happens here. Live small. Grow the Kingdom through the ordinary. I know we are going to get to Heaven and realize that the ordinary was actually the extraordinary.
Love those babies and snuggle them for too long.
Fold the laundry (even your husband’s) without complaining praying over your people as you try and match socks.
Make lunches and add a special treat knowing that one day, there will be no lunches to make.
Take time to smile.
Wave at your neighbor.
Take an extra responsibility for your co-worker just because.
Let someone in front of you on the highway. Smile. Wave. It goes a long way.
Ask your cashier how their day is going.
Drop some flowers off on the doorstep of a friend who needs a little happy in their day.
Tell your kids you are proud of them even when they mess up.
Do the small. That’s where the extraordinary lives. This is where the miracles happen. This is where Jesus radiates. One small conversation could change a life for eternity. Look at the thief on the cross. He is in paradise because of one small moment. Don’t dismiss the small. It is in the small things that the big things happen.
Love & Blessings,
Meg