Christian Living, Devotional


“Miracles are a retelling in small letters of the very same story written across the whole world in letters too large for some of us to see.”

Things small can be the greatest of all. Because they always exist as the beginning. An atom. Cell. Egg. Grain of sand. Cocoon. The concept of growth only comes into being when the original state was considered “small”. Maybe small in body, heart, mind, soul- or all of the above- before metamorphosis, blessing, and responsibility fulfills it.

Small things twist a secret revelation into revolution, imagination into masterpieces. As a tiny, itching idea tugging on the conscience. The first shot. First hit. First “hello”. First choice. First belief. They are the flames to blast gunpowder, the push into the crowd, the declaration of love and peace, the cry of a politician or civilian alike.

Individuals must unite to make a whole, at least for progress to occur. This is basic fact, yet how often do we forget the broken start and focus on the end, the full result? Can’t one free throw draw the line between a victory and loss? For small things can mark the end just as they invited the beginning. History teaches us to not stare at the effect, but to acknowledge the power in causes. After all, where do the tears in our eyes come from? How did a forest fire ignite to leave the land black? Why was the tall center able to fly for the dunk, the quarterback able to throw? Because the little details fitted together, because of the little people (not just in size) who are toiling in the shadows.


Humans tend to have tunnel vision when it comes to the big picture, admiring only the material glory, the obvious hero, the offensive success. Yet the true miracle, the reason why the world keeps moving, lies in the underground journey that leads to the glory. Little facts are the reason why, and the little dreams are what make the clock tick.

God ultimately grants the final triumph, by placing the small rugged stepping stones on a winding path. He hands us teamwork, cooperation, complexity, and inspiration chased by determination. All of these are found during our darkest hours, which ironically happen when we are blind so we can later appreciate when it’s light. He places us in the right position, at the right time, to contribute our piece to His glory.

Again back to the small. I began this speech with a blunt statement, a single letter, a pondering thought, a brain, a nerve cell firing, a living creation brought by the Lord.

Now I must put these large reflections into small actions, with what God has blessed me with.

“There is not enough darkness in all the world to put out the light of even one small candle”



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