The Day of Small Things
I turned on my sewing machine today for the first time in many weeks. Let me tell you, it feels good! The project I’ve returned to is past due but makes me smile, and it’s good to have fabric in my hands again. I’m feeling off center, the kind that always happens when I’m away from making things for too long. So it’s good to be back, both at my machine and here at Hopeful Homemaker. We’ve said farewell to 2022 and welcomed 2023. In all of it, I’ve been pondering a question found in the Old Testament, in Zechariah 4:10, “For who hath despised the day of small things?”
The day of small things. We don’t talk much about those. They’re not impressive and generally don’t make headlines. In the new year goal-setting season of dreaming big and making big things happen, the day of small things is easy to despise. Don’t get me wrong: I believe in big dreams and big goals. But this question has reminded me that all the big things are built on the foundation of days of small things. Every once in a while, we get a day of big things. Sometimes those are dreams realized; others they’re brick wall challenges. But it’s in the living of ordinary days that we build a life.
We’re not alone because God is playing the long game in our lives. The game plan emerges over time, mostly in a series of small things. Day after day of them, in fact. No one is likely to write my biography. And yet, He shows up in my small days. I love Him for it.
So, as I write my goals for the year, I’m seeing my days of small things as gifts. Twenty minutes a day will finish the quilt. Or the book series. Or root out weeds from the garden. Organize the cupboards. I guess you could say that everything starts small. As
I’ve shared previously
, diligence is the attribute I’ve focused on for the last couple of years. I’m obviously not done learning it because it’s still the dominant thread in all my goals. What I’m trying to do is master it, extend the reach of this principle into everything, and use it to build bigger things.
While big things grow, I’ll respect my days of small things. I hope you will, too. They’re nothing to despise since they let us see God’s hand and become the foundation of all the big things that matter.
A new year full of days comprised of hours. Make them count! Win the next ten minutes. We’re in good hands and things will work out!