Oct 30, 2011

Everyday life...

Little drops of water,
Little grains of sand,
Make the mighty ocean
And the pleasant land.

So the little moments,
Humble though they be,
Make the mighty ages
Of Eternity.

So the little errors
Lead the soul away
From the paths of virtue
Far in sin to stray.

Little deeds of kindness,
Little words of love,
Help to make earth happy,
Like the Heaven above.

In 1845, Julia Fletcher Carney wrote this poem, titled "Little Things".  It ended up in the McGuffey Reader and probably was learned by millions of American school children in the early classrooms.  My mom wrote it out for me from her memory when I was about 11 or 12 years old, and I've never forgotten it either.

Sometimes this is how I feel about my own life.  I think just about everyone has a need to feel like they are part of a bigger picture and are a piece of a puzzle that comes together to be something beautiful and meaningful.  And just like we don't "see" an entire ocean when we look at a single raindrop, we understand the principle that eventually enough raindrops do form an ocean.

When one gets to the age where they realize they have already lived more years than they have yet to live, there is often some evaluating and reassessing that goes on.  Things that used to mean so much no longer drive or control us.  I can remember a time back in high school days that I kept on my calendar a record of every outfit I wore so I would not wear the same exact thing twice in a month's time.  Looking back, I have no idea how I pulled that off because as the oldest of 7 children, it's not like I had that many clothes.  I must have done a lot of "borrowing" from my three sisters!  Now I have what I call a couple of "uniforms" ~ a few outfits that pretty much work for me and I wear them over and over and I'm happy with that.

In looking over my calendar for the past week, it does seem like the essence of my life has been made up of a lot of "little" things.  I've had opportunity to reach out to a pregnant mom who has her plate more than full, and passed on some used baby equipment.  I did some cooking for a local inner city ministry that helps women come out of a life of drugs and prostitution, and I organized a small group of women at my church who did the same thing.  My daughter-in-law fractured and sprained her foot recently, and so I've been doing a little extra cooking, cleaning, babysitting, and taxiing for her.  Yesterday while at the grocery store, an 83 year old lady stopped me to ask my opinion about a product, and we ended up having a pleasant chat for five or six minutes.  I sorted and distributed bags of used baby clothing to 5 different young moms, three of whom were total strangers.  And I baked dozens of cookies for the funeral lunch of a local firefighter, also a stranger.

I'm not saying any of this because I keep track of my good deeds or because I am patting myself on the back. Because to be honest with you, I have often been told by well-meaning friends that I don't "have a life"! When people say that, I understand that they mean I'm doing so many things for other people that I don't have time to do whatever it is they think I should be doing with my time.  I prefer to say "this IS my life!"  

 I do take note of that third verse of the poem, however.  In spite of all my good intentions, I'm still a sinner saved by grace, and believe me, I have my share of little errors that seek to lead me away from the paths of virtue and Godly living.  Funny how she stuck that right into the rest of the poem, which is all about the humble little things we do with our lives that have positive eternal consequences.  Food for thought.

What about you? What are the little drops of water and little grains of sand in your life that make a mighty ocean and a pleasant land?  What little deeds of kindness or little words of love have you done or spoken lately to make someone else's life a little more pleasant?

"Bear one another's burdens, and so fulfill the law of Christ."  Galatians 6:2


Rebecca said...

Wow! How you do all you do - I don't know! I DO know what it's like to have people tell you that you "need to get a life"....especially during one season of "our" lives, it might have appeared that we didn't have a life either!

Guess the fact is - we DON'T have a life! We belong to Him whom to know IS Life--life eternal. Our lives ARE hid with God in Christ, so sometimes it doesn't appear that we have a life...

Debbie said...

It seems like most of what I've been doing is pretty self-indulgent. I've been thinking it's time to get back into doing something for someone else. I lost the ministry I had had for almost 7 years back in the Spring and have enjoyed the rest and getting some things finished on the house. But I'm starting to wonder what to do with my time and energy.I keep 3 kids on Wednesday to help out a single mom. I know a lot of nursing homes need visitors. I'm eyeing that opportunity.

Walking on Sunshine... said...

Wow. I don't really do that much anymore. My back and arthritis have limited me so much lately that I've sort of just spend my time taking care of my family and our home. I play the piano at church a few times a month. It use to be more, but things change and I sort of withdrew into my home. This post makes me realize that I use to do so much more. Growing up in the church I spent so much time doing for others that I often neglected my own family. I'm enjoying just taking the time to do for my family now. Great post. Please come by my blog tomorrow for an interesting question I'm asking. Hope you're doing okay! I enjoyed your Reformation Day comment on Facebook today!

Diana said...

That was such a beautiful and THOUGHT FILLED post Jacquelyn. I have felt the same way as you have. I just never thought about all of the little things. For some reason I think we all feel as though we have to do something big to make our lives matter. This was a great reminder that it doesn't always have to be big to touch someones life.
Love Di ♥

Jess said...

Hey Sweet Friend,
Thanks for stopping by my blog, I've missed you.
Love this post and your great reminder to count the "little things."
These days, I really enjoy ministering to my new neighbors: having tea with the precious widow next door and providing "after school care" for the 10 year old boy from the other side of our duplex. Truly, I am blessed as I seek to bless others.
Sending you some Big HUGS!

Dee said...

As I age and my body limitations take over and the door closes to past ministry's a door to the new little ministrys opens up...all just as important in serving the Lord.

faith hope love ღ said...

i love your post! thanks for sharing... God bless you...