Tuesday, September 3, 2013

The Day of Small Things

"For who has despised the day of small things? for they shall rejoice…"
Zechariah 4:10

Do you ever feel like the things you do every day are unimportant and don't really amount to anything?
Does it seem that you are continually re-doing things you just did an hour ago,
and you find yourself wondering if there is really a point...to doing it at all?
Does everything about your world seem "small"?

Satan absolutely has a way of downplaying our labors.
He whispers and tells us that we are failures.
That we aren't doing anything worthwhile.
That we aren't appreciated and our efforts have no value.
I think he especially tries to discourage the homemakers....
those women who are devoted and dedicated to their husbands
and diligently determined to bring up their children in the fear of the Lord.
Add the calling of homeschool teacher to their repertoire,
and you have a target at whom satan especially takes delight in taking aim.
His main means of sabotage is through the cruelty of words....and disparaging thoughts.

He tells us we are "just wives" and "just mothers" and "just homeschooling mamas".
He throws darts of discouragement,
pointing out our discrepancies,
and failures....
making us feel "less than", in the process.

In reality, in God's eyes, there could be no nobler calling
than to fulfill the command in I Timothy 5:14.
"I will therefore that the younger women marry,
bear children,
guide the house,
 give none occasion to the adversary to speak reproachfully."

What nobler calling could there be?

What occupation could offer more rewards?

Sweet kisses from our little ones,
adoring looks and hugs from the men we love and do our utmost to please,
contented, peaceful hearts,
homes filled with more love than our hearts can hold.

Is there any better feeling in the world than to hold a sleeping baby close to the heart?

Knowing they are safe...in the warmth of our arms...
feeling that closeness...that preciousness...
the rise-and-fall rhythm of their soft, little breaths....
basking in the peace....from knowing they trust us that much....
what could be sweeter?

Money can't buy what we have.
Prestige can't trump how we feel.
International fame can't compete with the fulfillment we cherish.
Seeing our beautifully-airbrushed image plastered across magazine covers worldwide
would not....could not hold a candle to the thrill of looking into little, trusting eyes
and realizing that they are eyes we helped God create.

There is no substitute or alternative that could come close to bringing the happiness we find in
being the woman God intends us to be.

God takes delight in the mere fact that we exist.
Zephaniah 3:17

So, how has our society turned something so lovely,
so gracious, so satisfying...
into something that is looked down upon with disdain?
Why is it deemed "small" to choose to remain in our God-ordained place?

Why do we hear such comments as,
"Oh, so you are just a stay-at-home-Mom?"
"Oh, so, you're just a wife?"
"Oh, so, you don't have a career?",
asked by those who are bent upon climbing the proverbial ladder of success?

How did things become so backwards?

I know this might stir the ire in some hearts,
but I believe the women's lib movement has been one of
the most damaging detriments to the society in which we live....ever.

It has bred discontent and a trend towards moving outside of God's perfect plan.

Why long to be "liberated" from a place of such peace?
Peace only comes when we are walking dead center in God's perfect will.
God designed women with nurturing hearts and hands.
No one can do those "small things" as well as we can.
No one can create tranquility inside the walls of the home like we can.

Sometimes our days run together...one into the next.
We get up every morning, and we repeat yesterday.
Our lives are chock full of small things....
little chores that should never be despised.

Rocking little ones,
changing diapers,
making middle-of-the-night bottles,
shushing babies, lest they wake husbands who have labored long and hard,
stopping to pray with distressed little ones,
squeezing out the time and energy required to seize precious opportunities for playtime...
because remembering how to play is important,

finding strength to laugh through exhausted tears,
spending endless nights next to beds of fevered toddlers,
smiling at strangers, through eyes that have had way too little sleep,
ironing shirts, so faithful men don't have to,
cooking hot meals so the family gathers at least once a day,
baking something special, just to bring a smile to the faces we love so much,

faithfully standing by ailing, aging parents, while meeting the never-ending demands of our own families,
being faithful daughters, while managing to nurture and guide our own homes,
keeping the home fires burning and the passion alive in our marriages,
reading to our children, taking advantage of cuddle time,
creating serene, welcoming, clean places that our husbands look forward to coming home to,

maintaining healthy priorities....
such small things.

But, are they?

The things you do on automatic pilot every, single day may seem small....to you.
But, who would do them if you were no longer around?
Who would fill your shoes?
Who would don the many virtuous hats you consistently wear?

What you consider such small things, 
would suddenly become overwhelming...
to the person who attempted to take your place.

The thing for us to remember in moments of discouragement is this...
satan is a liar.
It is he who calls what we do....small.

Speaking of him, Jesus said, 
"He was a murderer from the beginning, and abode not in the truth, because there is no truth in him.
When he speaketh a lie, he speaketh of his own:
for he is a liar, and the father of it."
John 8:44

Jesus said satan is the father of lies.
There is no truth in him.
Every time he opens his mouth to speak, a lie is spoken.
He never speaks the truth.

So, truly we should not listen to anything he says, should we?

Maybe you care for children or a household other than your own.
Perhaps you are childless...unmarried...alone...
yet you choose to serve others by being a surrogate mother or grandmother
to those who lack maternal influence.

What you do matters, my friend.
Your efforts, your sacrifices, your kind deeds...
those countless, mundane, unseen and untalked-about chores, 
day after day after monotonous day....
they all matter to God.

They may be unseen by human eyes, but they are always seen by the Divine.
God's all-seeing eye is upon your every labor.

We should not despise the day of small things,
nor should we allow the father of lies to tell us the small things do not matter...
that they do not count....
that they are unimportant and insignificant.

Because small things do matter.
In small things, we should rejoice.

The little, grimy hands we consistently take in our own to lovingly wash clean
are growing into the hands of adults who will one day rise up and call us blessed.

The small ones will grow....
into big people who build their lives upon the foundation of our unwavering love.

The small things are the very things they will remember most.

I am amazed at the things Zachary most remembers.
Sometimes, he will mention something Kevin or I did for him years ago,
and my jaw drops thinking of how inconsequential I thought it was when it happened.

Don't despise your life...your situation....the kindnesses you consistently show.
Don't invalidate their value.
Don't despise the small things...
or the day of small beginnings.

The position of being a wife and mother is probably one
of the most under-rated positions in which a woman could find herself.

Yet, God doesn't look at it that way, my friend.
In His eyes, you are never under-rated.
In fact, He sees your life quest as the noblest of all careers.
"Who can find a virtuous woman? for her price is far above rubies."
Proverbs 31:10
Being a wife and mother is the sweetest thing in the world.
It is, by far, the most precious of all occupations.

The virtuous woman, whatever her position or lot in life, is an unsung hero.
A diamond in the rough.
A hidden treasure.
Her worth is far above rubies.
She takes a house, made of wood and stone,
and turns it into the warmest place....however meager or grand...
and calls it home.

The things she does without applause or fanfare, every, single day...
those small things....
are little pebbles making eternal ripples on the sea of life.
Every unselfish act is producing never-ending rewards.

We may never see the full results of our life endeavors.
The effort required is still worth it, my friend.

"A little one shall become a thousand," says Isaiah 60:22

Those little ones entrusted to our love and care are growing and forming into what they will one day be.
They are now like clay in our hands....still pliable, still in the making.

It is the small things we do for them that matter most.
Don't despise them.
One day we will look back upon the small things 
and realize they really weren't so small...after all.


  1. This reminds me of the Stephen Curtis Chapman song "Do Everything"... if you haven't heard it, I recommend it! Basically, no matter what we are doing, no matter how "small" it seems to us, if we are doing it for the Lord, it is worthwhile and important!

    1. Thanks so much for stopping by, Elisabeth! I will definitely check out that song...it sounds beautiful! God's peace be with you. Love, Cheryl

  2. Amen! I agree with Elisabeth, it made me think of that song. We need to do everything for God.

    Thank you for linking up with Woman to Woman's Word Filled Wednesday. God bless.

    1. I definitely want to check out that song! Thank you so much for your sweet comments. Love, Cheryl

  3. Thank you for the reminder that I'm not a "just" anything and that small things are worth the effort. Blessings!

    1. Angel, Thank you so much for stopping by and leaving encouragement behind! You are a blessing! Love, Cheryl

  4. I am reminded of the verse "Little is MUCH when God is in it." Jesus too a small lunch and blessed a huge hungry crowd. We may feel small and unworthy, but in His sight he is willing to take what we offer and use it to bless others. Thank you for sharing with us here at "Tell Me a Story."

    1. Yes, praise His name, He can take nothing and make something great of it. I so appreciated your thoughts tonight and thank you so much for blessing my life. God's peace be with you. Love, Cheryl