Five Minute Friday: Small

So, most Fridays I try to take a few minutes to join a host of other writers and just write.  Sometimes, it’s quiet, and I’m free to do nothing but let my words flow.  Other times, I sit in the kitchen with the sound of small kids and toys crashing in the next room so I struggle to focus or find words to write.  You can guess which scenario we have going on around here today.

As always, let me encourage you to visit Lisa-Jo’s site and participate in Five Minute Friday, even if all you do is read a post or two…you’ll be blessed!

Start:

Y’all…I’m small.  Okay, not when it comes to jean sizes.  But when it comes to the grand scheme of things, I can get pretty overwhelmed by how small I feel sometimes.

Like when I look at the mountain of laundry, I need to do.

Or when I struggle to find the best option for international shipping.

Or when I’m faced with the needs of friends and strangers in faraway lands.

Or when an ever smaller person expects me to have answers to big questions.

I am too small for all of this, y’all.

But my God is not.  And therein lies my hope.  Daily, he’s teaching me to turn my eyes away from my small strength, my small resources and my small faith and look directly at his endless ability, his priceless treasures and his great faithfulness.  And what I find over and over again is this:

He is enough.  More than enough.  For every need I have, every fear I feel, and every challenge I face.

Stop.