The God of Little Things
You know how we say that love is in the little things. I’ve been thinking of how the response to God’s love should be. What does it mean to love God in the way he wants it? Our romantic relationships often appreciate grand gestures, and although I cannot think of anybody that rejects grand gestures (except, of course, those people who propose at the mall and get rejected), I think people say “it’s the little things” to show that it doesn’t have to be grand for you to express the love you have for someone.
I like that Jesus takes a lot of effort to remind us of finding God’s love in the little things -“So why do you worry about clothing? Consider the lilies of the field and how they grow: they neither toil nor spin”- nothing gets more little than that. In another verse, he will remind us that people are turned away because I was a stranger and you did not welcome me, naked, and you did not clothe me, sick and in prison, and you did not visit me.
I’ve been thinking about my response to this love. While the grand gestures are very significant, what quality is it? What is my motive behind professing my love for God in a certain way? If the way I say I love God is because of what other people are saying and not something I’ve been able to figure out by myself. If what I’m doing is motivated by how people should see me as the best and perfect Christian and not what I do as a response to who loves me.
The best things are in small bits and pieces. The most beautiful things with your lover are very intimate, a kiss, a peck, a hug, and a small cuddle. They store more memories than grander things. Therefore I’ve concluded that my response to God’s love is shown in the little things I do for myself, for him, and others around me. One pinch of empathy today, a sprinkle of kindness tomorrow, a lending hand today, a moment of worship, taking care of me, a note to a friend. My response to the love God has shown me is in the little things, and I hope I never forget that.
Little is Much with God
