I am a big dreamer kind of gal… the bigger the better. Impossible? No Way! Unrealistic? Who Cares?
I like to believe God for big things and I am constantly asking him to do big things… to move mountains.. part red seas.. burn a bush without actually burning it kind of things.
But tonight, as I ponder the chaos that surrounds my daily circumstances I find myself asking God “Why?”
“Why is it so hard for me to get up on time?”
“Why is it so hard to get the house put in order?”
“Why is it so hard to do the little day in and day out things?”
His response was “You trust me to do the big things, but you don’t trust me to do the small things.”
That can’t be right..
But then he said, “Jordan, you KNOW you need me for the big things… the out of reach things.. the impossible things.. so you have to entrust them to me… But with the small things, you can manage on your own, so instead of entrusting EACH tiny task into my hands, you try to carry them on your own and they weigh you down.”
It makes sense though doesn’t it? Isn’t it so easy to get wrapped up trying to do all of our small tasks, instead of entrusting those small tasks to Jesus?
Proverbs 16:25 NIV says “There is a way that appears to be right, but in the end it leads to death.”
Taking care of the small things appears to be right sometimes. I can take care of the house… I can get up on time.. I can cook the supper and do the dishes.. I can wash the clothes and get everyone ready for tomorrow..
I can manage… Really, I can..
Until I can’t… and then I’m filled with feelings of shame… rejection.. failure.. something in my spirit seems to die when I try to do it all on
And so… I’m realizing I need Jesus.. not just
for the big, move the mountain dreams, but for the small, messy, ordinary things.
And maybe, just maybe, when I give him the little things, I will see him work all of the things out for my good.