The Little Things

Why is it the little things that take me down?

                *An unexpected car repair

                *Laundry piles that won’t go away

                *Gaining five pounds

                *Higher prices on a gallon of gas

                *A kitchen sink full of dirty dishes

                *Running out of milk

                *An expensive procedure on a tooth

This means I have a car, clothes, food.  I have the means to take care of health needs and repairs.  I have more than the majority of the world’s people.   I have my daily manna from heaven – a filled gas tank, a closet full of clothes, milk and cereal for breakfast, and skilled individuals to help me in my life.   I have these – every day.

Is it that my manna has become mundane?  Every morning I step out of my tent door and find manna from heaven in front of me.  Every morning I collect it and use it.  And I forget where it comes from.  I forget that the hand of God sweeps over the wilderness of my life every morning and gives me this manna from His own never-ending resources.

Why is it the most important things are the easiest to ignore?

            *Being quiet in God’s presence

*Reading and pondering God’s Word

*Praying for the people in my life

*Maintaining a clear conscience with God and man

Am I tired of quail for dinner every day?  Every evening God’s provision of meat appears, a meat from heaven.   Is God’s Word so familiar, so accessible, that I become immune to its divine properties and eternal message?  Is talking in a personal way to the Lord God Almighty so ordinary that it almost seems, dare I say, boring?  Do I secretly wish for something that appears more exciting, something that looks like…a golden calf?  Will I drop everything to run to a festival to eat, drink, and throw my golden earrings and bangles into a pile for the melting pot, while ignoring the glory of God hovering over my life like a cloud?  How I wish it were not so.

God of Heaven, forgive me for letting the little things take me down, for getting bored with the Almighty.  Keep me from running after the gold of the world while tripping over the manna You provide every day.  Make my heart beat wildly for You, O Lord, leaving all the little things behind.  For only You can satisfy my soul.


About pwmja5

freelance writer, wife, mom, gardener, cook, and friend
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