It’s the Little Things

This week was going to be crazy. There was no way I could do everything that had to be done. Every time I thought about it I started to panic–so I refused to consider it. All I could do is do the very next thing that needed done and go from there–there was no other option. It was tempting to try to control it all and get it all wrestled into coherent places in my schedule.

Today my Lord reminded me that He was in control.

It started with a library book.

We had an overdue library book. This is not uncommon–with five book lovers and 25 allowed library books every two weeks there are bound to be missed books. Rachel hadn’t seen it in weeks but I had the notice in my hand that said it was overdue. We had 5 minutes to get out the door and we NEEDED to take that book back. So we did the most important thing: we prayed. Lord, please show us where Geronimo Stilton… before I got out the “is” my hand lay on it, stuffed into the over packed book shelf in their room. I never would have found it on my own. We got in the car and left.

Next it was a bag of enzymes.

In our hurry to get moving (we had to get to my mother-in-laws and help her make 100 chocolates of several type for my brother-in-laws rehearsal dinner this week) I left their bag of enzymes (which they have to take anytime they are going to eat) on the kitchen table with no backup that I knew of. After getting the kids working on their school work and helping my mother-in-law get started on the candy, I realized my mistake and sent one kid after another to search and see if there were any spare enzymes. The oldest said no. The youngest said no. As I was planning on making a quick run home to get more I sent the middle child to check on more time. She dumped out the bag and found a baggie with just the right amount of enzymes at the bottom.

After that it was a paycheck and the perfect library books.

Issac was feeling sick so when we finished I ran him home to have a bath and then watch a movie while the girls and I ran to the library. When we stopped I checked the mail and discovered that paycheck was there (another praise). We added a stop at the bank to our trip and then headed to the library. While there I was having a chat with the Lord about needing a good book or three in the midst of all this business. While in the middle of that prayer I looked down and here was a series that I hadn’t read before that was just my style–and there were four of them (which is important because I am a book-a -night girl.)

The gift of rest.

After running some other errands, which included receiving a huge bag of fresh produce from my mom–which I needed but hadn’t had time to get at the store, I got home to find a very sick little boy crying for mommy. This kid didn’t just want mommy, he wanted to spend the next four hours sitting on her lap–which he did. I sat there with my little one refusing to move while the rest of the family made sure I had food, a drink, even chocolate 🙂 and read a book–a whole book, without feeling guilty about not doing what needed done. He finally fell asleep lying there and when he woke he was much, much better–and so was I.

Finally–He reorganized the rest of the chaos that was to be my week so that now the priorities are apparent and I can focus on those. I had an email in my inbox that let me know that several things I thought would have to be done this week needed to wait till next. Yeah! Suddenly my schedule was cleared significantly and I could focus on the important stuff.
God is SO GOOD and He used the little things throughout the day to remind me that He had the big things in control–that He would make sure that the important things got worked out.

13Now listen, you who say, “Today or tomorrow we will go to this or that city, spend a year there, carry on business and make money.” 14Why, you do not even know what will happen tomorrow. What is your life? You are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes. James 4:13-14 NIV

How has He reminded you that He is in control?

God of the Universe, how awesome that you care about a lost library book and that a little boy needs some mommy time. Thank You for taking care of the little things and the big. Thank You that we don’t have to plan our every moment, that You, the Creator of the Universes, know every hair on our heads and are in complete control.
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5 thoughts on “It’s the Little Things

  1. LynnLynn

    Heather,

    This is an awesome story. I see God in my life every day like you describe here. It is the mundance, the crazy business of life where He lives and works. I too can become overly busy. I pray and He clears the way. I love Him so much.

    Neat Post! Thank you.

  2. Angie

    What an encouraging story! Real life!! That lifted my spirits!! I have prayed for “lost” items many times and He brought me right to them! (He has also “repaired” a washer once!) Some people would not believe that one….but….it worked for many more washings!