Do you ever wonder if you are making a positive difference in this world? So much of life is doing the same things over and over again. Life can get mundane. Whether it is going to work or school, keeping the home, or caring for small children, you can begin to wonder if what you’re doing really matters.
For months I’ve been praying for God to guide me. Maybe I’m expecting more than I should. I’ve been discouraged that I haven’t felt more direction about how He wants me to serve Him. But today I did something that didn’t take much effort on my part, but the lady commented, “You’ve made my day.” That comment meant a lot to me. What an awesome opportunity and privilege it is to make someone’s day! That’s a big deal!
Could it be that I am already doing what God wants me to do? What if God’s will is made up of hundreds of little acts of obedience instead of a few big life-changers? God doesn’t mean for all of us to be a Billy Graham, C.S. Lewis, or Mother Teresa. God primarily wants a personal relationship with each of us. After we allow Him to take precedence above all else, the results of what we do are up to Him and we may not see those results in this life.
I grew up watching my mom regularly practice random acts of kindness. It seemed to come as naturally to her as breathing. Many times as we were walking into a grocery store, she would offer to push the buggy back for someone who had finished loading their groceries in their car. She was forever sacrificing for my dad, sister, and me. My mom also took time for the elderly neighbors that most people seemed too busy to visit.
I’ve been on walks with my aunt Denise and often watched as she thoughtfully picked up a newspaper and carried it to the door of a sweet little lady because she knew she wouldn’t want to walk outside in the cold to retrieve it.
I’ve lost count of the times I wearily opened my mailbox to find a sweet card from my Aunt Martha telling me she was praying for me.
A missionary friend, Dicky Reynolds, regularly sends Bible verses and tells me he is praying for my family and me.
Yesterday I was in the middle of a making a recipe, crunched for time, and realized I had no eggs. I quickly ran to my closest neighbor and asked if I could borrow some from her. She seemed happy to oblige and it probably seemed trivial to her, but it was a HUGE blessing to me! I did not have 40 minutes to go to the store to buy those two eggs.
Numerous friends have blessed me over the years with a smile, a hug, or a word of encouragement just when I needed it.
My friend, Robbie, kept a steady supply of fresh fruit coming when I was too sick from chemotherapy treatments to eat anything else. Crystal has taken time to keep in touch with me as our lives have been crazy busy over the years. Then there’s my friend, Kathy who literally walks through life with me!
I could go on and on, but you get the idea. Those little things that we don’t think much about, may often be the very things that someone else needs to make it through another day.
Maybe God doesn’t allow us to see much of the positive impact we are making because if we knew, we would become prideful. Maybe learning how much we’ve blessed others will be part of our reward in heaven.
Maybe there is a season of quiet, reflective preparation needed for new ministries. Jesus went to the desert for 40 days before He began His ministry. After Paul’s conversion when God called him to preach the gospel, he didn’t immediately go Jesus’ disciples to get advice or learn from them. He first went away for three years to get to know God and prepare for his ministry. (Galatians 1:15-19)
And then there’s always the possibility that I’m not as surrendered to God’s plan as I think I am. Maybe there is some selfish ambition I’m not willing to let go. And maybe I think too much.
At any rate, we can be sure God sees and rewards every deed done when a heart of love is behind it. And maybe while I’m craving to see God do big, awesome things in my life, His desire is for me to live by faith, obey, and trust Him when I’m not seeing much of anything going on. I would do well to remember that little is much when God is in it.
Keep looking up,