I am excited to introduce you to a beautiful soul, Heather, whom I got to know during the last 31 Days of October writing challenge. I had stumbled upon her blog and immediately had blog theme envy. Her words are real and point to the Father. I was honored to be able to meet Heather in person last month, as well as her beautiful mama, Lauren Huss. I hope you will visit Heather’s blog and get to know her.
Have you noticed that there is this huge trend right now to be brave and pursue our callings? I love it. It totally speaks to the passions that drive my heart!
You see, I’m a natural born leader with dreams of doing big things for God. From the time I was a young teen I imagined a life where I was leading, mentoring and making a difference for the Lord.
Now that I am an adult, I’ve had the wonderful opportunity to put my gifts into action and see God use them in unbelievable ways! There is nothing that quite makes me feel as alive as realizing I am doing exactly what He has created me to do.
When I imagine everyone else out there also living on mission, my heart gets so excited thinking about the revival taking place.
If God could move mountains through all of us being brave, what else could He accomplish through our obedience?
Lately, however, I’ve been finding that this movement has been producing in me a heart that looks down on the small, unnoticeable acts of faithfulness. I want to skip past the humble beginnings and move right to the exciting results. I want to be in the center of wherever it’s obvious that God is moving.
Being unnoticed, or dare I say, unappreciated has been something to avoid at all costs. It’s almost as though the small, mundane, daily acts that no one sees are somehow illegitimate. Only the “big”, glamorous acts of obedience matter to God.
How sadly wrong I have been!
Have I forgotten that the very same Jesus who stilled the ocean’s stormy waves is the same Jesus who washed the disciples feet?
Have I forgotten that the same Jesus who fed the 5,000 is the same Jesus who was born as a helpless babe in a barn?
Have I really missed how the man, who was also fully God, who held all power, and honor and authority, humbled Himself and became nothing in order to serve me?
Philippians 2:5-8 says,
“Your attitude should be the same as that of Christ Jesus: Who, being in very nature God, did not consider equality with God something to be grasped, but made himself nothing, taking the very nature of a servant, being made in human likeness. And being found in appearance as a man, he humbled himself and became obedient to death– even death on a cross!”
Jesus never looked at His meager lot with scorn. He never felt that being homeless, or being a carpenter, or even being wildly unpopular was beneath Him because He had “miracles” to go perform. His whole life from beginning to end was a selfless offering that He poured out. His ministry was one fluid act no matter how big or small the action seemed to us.
Jesus knew the most important lesson that I think so many of us miss:
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Mark 10:43-45 says,
“But it shall not be so among you. But whoever would be great among you must be your servant, and whoever would be first among you must be slave of all. For even the Son of Man came not to be served but to serve, and to give his life as a ransom for many.”
Oh why is it that it is so hard for us to remember this?
I think that this can be an especially hard lesson for those of us who are moms. I know for me, I spend every day with my toddler, and as much as I absolutely adore him, the constant mundane tasks that come from serving him occasionally seem like they don’t have much value in the grand scheme of things. He can’t thank me. He can’ tell anyone what an amazing mom I am. I can’t see the fruit of my efforts to disciple him yet. And while I love and am so passionate about the ministry of motherhood, there are days when I feel like I’m not making a big enough difference in the world by being at home with him.
But he is the one who needs me.
He is helpless and without me he literally couldn’t survive at this point. How could I possibly ever think that serving him is less than serving a conference full of women?
When I look at his precious smile and see the miracle of all he is becoming, I can’t help but think of how God is using my daily, small, unnoticed acts of service to transform him into something amazing.
I’m not sure what your story is, but maybe you find yourself in a similar position. Maybe God has you in a season where you are in a job, a marriage, or with kids that has left you on the sidelines of the miraculous. Maybe like me, you long to make a difference or to do something that matters for the kingdom, but you feel so small and unseen.
Here’s what you need to remember:
He sees you.
The God who created the Heavens and the Earth, who defeated death, and will one day return with glory on the clouds – sees little old you, even if no one else does.
That should be enough. If He is truly the one you are pouring out your life for, than He should be enough.
You tiny acts of faithfulness are not as tiny as you think they are. He is using you, right where you are to perform every day miracles.
He has a special heart for the small, the unseen and the lowly, and that includes you and whatever you are doing.
I don’t know if God will ever use me in the big ways that I think sound amazing, and I don’t know if He will do the same for you. However, what I do know is that there is beauty in the humble offerings we pour out when no one is watching. There is a purity of heart that comes from being faithful in the small places He has called us.
And if all I ever do is cheer from the sidelines that is enough. Because if it was enough for Jesus to become the least of these, than so can I.
His master said to him, “Well done, good and faithful servant. You have been faithful over a little; I will set you over much. Enter into the joy of your master.” (Matthew 25:21)