Spread love everywhere you go. Let no one ever come to you without leaving happier.
It’s the everyday little things that matter. It’s washing the dishes so someone else doesn’t have to, it’s holding the elevator even when you’d much rather have the space inside the rolling metal box all to yourself, it’s not honking at the car in front of you when every fiber of your being is silently screaming, “Move!”. It’s often these little things that I shrug off as inconsequential. Except these little things really do matter. In the grand scheme of things, the little things matter.
I think sometimes I forget to thank God for the quiet life. I forget authentic worship is meant to be an everyday expression of my love for Him. That when I smile and say good morning to the neighbors, and in doing so take one step out of gloomy morning mood, it’s an act of worship- a small act of love that cost me something and that has been released into the world to ripple outward and eventually find a home in a much larger stream.
Maybe carrying out the Great Commission isn’t as hard as I make it out to be. Maybe it’s just being a little bit friendlier than usual, a little bit more gracious than usual, more forgiving than usual. Maybe it’s sometimes as simple as saying, “Hello”. So I guess today my prayer is that tiny and new springs of hope are strewn throughout my corner of the world. That today when I smile and say, “Hello”, I’ll think it grand and will remember that the little things really do matter.
And your feet shod with the preparation of the gospel of peace;
Dear World, I wish you a smile and “Hello”.