Jesus values your big efforts – and the small ones too!

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“Then the word of the Lord came to me, saying, “The hands of Zerubbabel have laid the foundation of this house; his hands shall also complete it. Then you will know that the Lord of hosts has sent me to you. For whoever has despised the day of small things shall rejoice, and shall see the plumb line in the hand of Zerubbabel.” – Zechariah 4:8-10

” “There is a boy here who has five barley loaves and two fish, but what are they for so many?”  Jesus said, “Have the people sit down.” Now there was much grass in the place. So the men sat down, about five thousand in number.  Jesus then took the loaves, and, when he had given thanks, he distributed them to those who were seated. So also the fish, as much as they wanted.” -John 6:9-11

Being in the modern world where “big” means spectacular, noticeable, or amazing, it is easy for the modern Christian to be tempted to do things “the big way” – we need to have lots of money before we can go on this mission trip, we should have a big audience in a big stadium, with the big speakers and bright lights, because after all, it needs to be a “big” event.

But seldom do we know that in doing these things, our mind hinges on a mindset that everything should be done “big” in order to be noticed by everyone. And then we find ourselves constantly worried and thinking how to make something spectacular, to the point that we sacrifice our time, our energy and more in order to go big.

Now don’t think I’m making fun of people who organize such stuff – I applaud their efforts and skills to maneuver a big event such as those. It’s just that many people are so hooked on that mindset that they forget the value of the small things they do.

Your small efforts matter to God.

Yes, they do! That time when you listened to someone’s problems and grieved alongside them, that time you blocked out your schedule for the whole day just to encourage and lift somebody who has been depressed down, that little things you’re doing to slowly put a habitual sin out of your system, and those countless times that you’ve done something good for someone, hey, God’s proud of you!

God told Zechariah not to despise the small things, and that’s true. If God won’t despise the small things you do for the Kingdom, what right does anyone have to?

When Jesus fed the five thousand, it didn’t start with grandiose caravans of royal kings bringing the most expensive bread and their princes with the finest wine, it started from a kid and his five loaves and two fish. It was all that he had, yes, it was not that grand, yet he still gave it up and let Jesus do his thing. Jesus did not say, “Your loaves do not have sesame seeds on it, neither does your fish come from the exquisite waters of the Caribbean, of which I have majestically created”, He knew that that was what the kid had and cheerfully gave, and He was okay with it.

It does, really.

Sometimes we try to do something and then we try to assess our selves if we could ever do it and pull it off with aplomb, but then we scratch our heads because we can’t do it like that.

Why don’t we start small?

From the mere dust of the ground God formed the first Adam, and from a mere carpenter and an ordinary teenage girl God put the Messiah.

Loved one, God is proud of your small efforts for the Kingdom. He never looks at as if it were trash, but then He holds it on His palm as if it were a costly jewel.

So today, even if you only did one little teeny-weeny good act towards others, rejoice! Your efforts will never be in vain, because Jesus values it and continues to be proud of his little kiddo (which is you), and He loves you and the efforts that you do for the least of these.

On Aslan.

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“He’ll be coming and going” he had said. “One day you’ll see him and another you won’t. He doesn’t like being tied down–and of course he has other countries to attend to. It’s quite all right. He’ll often drop in. Only you mustn’t press him. He’s wild, you know. Not like a tame lion.”
― C.S. LewisThe Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe

On Obedience

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     “The Bible calls us not to live a life of victory, but a life of obedience to God. Victory is oriented toward self, obedience is oriented towards God. This is not to say that God does not want us to experience victory, rather to emphasize that victory is a byproduct of obedience. The more we live an obedient life, the more we experience the joy of victory and freedom over sin.”
Adapted from Jerry Bridge’s “Pursuit of Holiness”.
 

You Are.

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I know You’re there.

You sit beside me when the nights make me lonely and when tears run down my face.

You lend your hand to pick me up when the obstacles overwhelm me and I fall down. You give me strength when my struggles and insecurities try to cripple me and make me weak.

You give me peace when the world around me is getting crazy.

You are my hope in times of despair, the one I look to when things try to pin me down.

When everything around me falls to pieces, You pick me up and build me up again.

I am but a clay, and You are the Potter.

I am just a son, but You are the Father.

I’m a weak helpless sinner, but You are the Savior.

I am free, and I still have my struggles, but I know I don’t have to struggle to free myself – because Someone else did that. I know that He loves me and I am His, that He rejoices over me and considers me immensely valuable to Himself. I may not profess to know Him fully, but I know I can hold on to the promise that He loves me with an unending, unchanging, and an unfailing love – for He is Love Himself.

His name…is Jesus.

Flesh and Blood.

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Flesh and blood.

We’ve heard it before – Jesus commanding his apostles to remember and be identified with Him in eating the bread and drinking the cup.

Flesh and blood.

The physical attributes of a real, human being. To be tangible, he must possess these finite, sensitive characteristics.

Flesh and blood.

The Son of God winced in pain as his abusers struck and wound him in the worst known way possible.

Flesh and blood.

“Eloi, eloi, lema sabachthani”

Flesh and blood.

“I am for You, you are for Me. I will abide in You, if you abide in Me.  Because I am yours, and you are Mine.”

Love.

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If am to be so bold as to speak with tongues of mere mortals and the angelic hosts, but have not love in my being, I am a noisy gong clanging in vain. If I am to be so close to God, that I can foretell and reveal all knowledge, that if I trust Him so much, that I can make the mountains jump, the dead rise from their slumber, and the oceans part, but have not even a sliver of love in it, all of these are trash. Even if I am generous, generous to even give all I have to poor and go to the stake to be burned as a martyr, but do not love, what did I gain?

Love will wait, because it is patient. It knows the right time; it does not haste. It will be kind to care, yet be courageous enough to tell what’s wrong and be responsible for itself.

It is not jealous; it treats everyone as better than itself. It is not a jerk to be arrogant; it puts itself as the last and is ready to serve, not to be served.

Love will not insist on doing things the way it knows, but instead lets the Father do His will, to use it as He pleases. It understands and is responsible; it holds no criticism or accusation.

Love will rejoice in whatever is true, because to love is to be truthful and honest, no matter what happens. It hates evil, because like the seed in the garden of thistles, wickedness will corrupt and swallow it.

It will trust, understand, believe, and endure everything.

Love is eternal. Revelations may come and go; love won’t. Divine language may come and go; love is here to stay. Everything we know will surely pass away; love will still be here. For we haven’t seen the fullness of these things, but when it does, everything we’ve experienced will be nothing compared to that glorious event.

When I was small, I lived my life the way a child does. But when I grew up, why do I have to keep living as a small child? Surely I only see a bit, perhaps parts, but not yet fully. And I place my life on the assurance that someday, I will see Him, and as He has known everything about me from the beginning, I will see Him fully and finally.

Faith and hope, surely these are great and noble to behold, but the only thing that surpasses them is love.