A Speck

On our drive to Idaho late-July I had a reoccurring thought:

We are just a speck.

The kids used the dvd player in the van and watched Horton Hears A Hoo.

“Go ahead. Rope me. Cage me. Do whatever you want, but there are people on this speck and they have a mayor, who has 96 daughters and 1 son named JoJo, who all share a bathroom, whatever that is. And even though you can’t hear or see them at all, a person’s a person, no matter how small.” (Raises the clover, while the animals stop their angry bickering, and have looks of happiness, and hope now in their eyes.)

Yeah, a speck.

As we drove past cities, forests, schools, parks – it just became more and more obvious to me that our little world – as big as it is – is teeny tiny in the grand scheme of things.  I listened to a talk show, probably NPR (I love it), that shared current world problems.  And there we were, driving down a highway, enjoying so many modern amenities in the cool, song-filled leather seats of our minivan.

By the time we landed ourselves in the campground, I was completely humbled.

As big as my problems may seem… Well, they’re small potatoes.  And they don’t make up the bulk of my life.  It’s a shame that I let it take my sight sometimes.  Isn’t it sad that when something’s going wrong, we dwell on that one area, rather than remembering the other 99% of our lives – the part that is full of joy and lovely things?!  

For I reckon that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory which shall be revealed to us. ~ Rom. 8:18

I’ve slowly been learning how to process this, but it hit me like a freight train.  It’s okay to let things go (giving them up to God).  Even if it hurts.  And in so doing, I have peace and hope!

But if we hope for that we see not, then do we with patience wait for it.  ~ Romans 8:25

Horton is a giant elephant in the sky! [Everyone looks up] Don’t bother looking. He’s invisible.

I can’t control life or people or situations around me, but I can work on me.  And I can love up on my husband and children.  They deserve the best I can be, free of anger or bitterness or resentment for things I cannot change.  Instead, full of joy and giving.

Did I ever mention that when I was just a young girl my family went through character ‘tests’ and I was dubbed a sanguine?  It’s gotten me through storms before indeed!*

Who couldn’t be completely flabbergasted by getting to be this guys wife?!  :::feeling blessed:::

If God be for us, who can be against us? ~ Romans 8:31

*if you need the password to this, let me know.