“If you believe in a God who controls the big things, you have to believe in a God who controls the little things. It is we, of course, to whom things look ‘little’ or ‘big.'”
–Elisabeth Elliot

When I was in elementary school, about 9-10 years old, I was bused from my house to a school that seemed to me like it was very very far away. Of course between my house and the school we would make many stops to pick other kids, and maybe that made the distance seem far greater. Maybe. Then, when I was an adult and found myself driving nearly the identical route once a week, I was stunned at how close the school really was in the scheme of things.

Having Grover from Sesame Street tell me when things are near and far wasn’t probably helpful.

In my mind, and from others, I get these notions of things as “near” or “far”, as “big” or “small” as “earth-shattering” or “irrelevant”. What will it be like when I stand with God and look back on those things? I think we’ll point and laugh, and cry, because I’m sure I have it backwards most of the time. That one time I smile at a “stranger”. That time I stayed with a sick friend. The time I didn’t stop to help that person. Right now, however, I am truly grateful that I really never know the true size of things. Jesus knew and I have know doubt it is by God’s grace and by His plan that I don’t know. I know it would crush me. It overwhelmed Jesus.

Today, in your walk, by His grace, may you find peace in knowing His spirit is with you in the big AND little things. Be grateful that our sense of scale is all catywampus.