The Dreams We Don’t Feel Adequate to Accomplish
One day this week, I saw this tri-colored feather. It was less than an inch long. I think it is a breast feather from a female cardinal.
I like to examine the small things that make up a whole. When I walk in the woods, one view I relish is the one beneath my feet, like the pinecones, leaves, and pine needles I mentioned yesterday.
Think about the detail God put into that one feather—and into the palm of our granddaughter’s little hand, too.
I recently read about the millions of birds that live at the Great Salt Lake or visit there during their annual migrations, including:
American avocets and their chicks, . . .
Clark’s grebe daddies feeding their chicks while they ride on their mama’s backs, . . .
Forster’s terns, . . .
snowy egrets, . . .
and courting black-necked stilts.
God is the God of the tiny details and the big picture. He also turns little things, like the tiny seeds we sow in our children’s hearts, into big things, like the dreams we have for them but don’t feel adequate to accomplish.
And He was saying,
“How shall we picture the kingdom of God,
or by what parable shall we present it?
It is like a mustard seed, which, when sown upon the soil,
though it is the smallest of all the seeds
that are upon the soil,
yet when it is sown, it grows up
and becomes larger than all the garden plants,
and forms large branches,
with the result that the birds of the sky can nest under its shade.”
Mark 4:30-32