Small things

Lately, there's a Bible verse I've been bumping into. In the book of Zechariah, the temple in Jerusalem was being rebuilt. Amongst some interesting imagery, God tells the prophet not to despise the day of small things*.

Now, I'm no prophet, but I stopped to reflect:

- My dad made me my first violin out of a Kodak box and a chopstick

- When I started running, I lasted 10 minutes
- Halfway into my first soccer match, my team decided I seemed fit. They shouted for me to go striker. I had one question as I ran in the direction they pointed: 'Whats a striker??' 

- I came out of my first cat-handling practical bleeding and crying

- In my first gym class I could only lift the bar with no weights

- The first Christian Backpackers' event I organised, two people showed up. I showed up late, on crutches (refused to take a fractured ankle as a sign)

I've still got plenty small stuff on the go. But now: 

- My violin actually makes a sound (sometimes of questionable quality)

- I can run much, much further 

- I'm no striker, but am somewhat more soccer savy 

- I give cats tablets and take away their testicles
- I can lift bars WITH weights

- Christian backpackers is a growing community 

Don't get me wrong. This post - and that verse - is not about how you can achieve your goals with a bit of effort and positive thinking. Enough of that on the internet already. Besides, some things stay small (eg I've given up waiting for my growth spurt). Others go up and down in sin wave fashion.

But its to suggest that: if God is alongside you - carrying you, even - then on that day
   size
         doesn't
               matter 

*For whoever has despised the day of small things shall rejoice Zech 4:10