Small. That’s the size I’ve been feeling this week.
I’ve been looking ahead and the path travels beyond the horizon.
It seems long and wide and hard and I seem so small compared to the challenge before me.
The task is enormous. The journey daunting.
The “what-if” questions are rolling through my mind on waves of wonder and doubt:
What if I’m not enough?
What if it doesn’t work?
What if I don’t have what it takes?
What if no one likes it – what if no one comes – what if I fail?
In my own strength, it is difficult to comprehend how I will ever get to where I’m trying to go.
I find myself, head in hands, whispering my doubts to the One who holds the answers.
I cry out in weakness to the One who is strong.
I plead, overwhelmed by the unknowns, to the One who sees the beginning from the end.
What if, I whisper through tears mingled with insecurity and fear. What if I can’t? Then what?
Strength whispers through the words, “You’ll still be Mine.”
I may feel small, but God is infinite, sovereign, and ever so sufficient – I am His. His plans for me are good, and even though they are weaved together with the threads of an uphill battle – I am His. I am flawed and imperfect, I will doubt and worry along the way, but He knows my frame – I am His.
In the grand scheme of things I might be insignificant, but in God eyes, I am precious, chosen, and loved – I am His. I am a daughter of the King and at the end of the day, that is more than enough – I am His. I will cling to the promise that whatever lies ahead, my position in Christ is unchanging – I am His.
The path ahead is the same – still long and wide and hard. But, I don’t travel it alone.
No matter where this journey takes me, I am His and that is everything and anything but small.
My dear, dear friends, stand your ground. And don’t hold back. Throw yourselves into the work of the Master, confident that nothing you do for Him is a waste of time or effort. 1 Corinthians 15:58 MSG
My efforts are not in vain. They are not small when the labor is dedicated to His glory and not my own. When the work is surrendered to His will and not mine, the possibility of failure fades into the background. When I lay down my desires and trade them for His, freedom infiltrates fear and blooms.
When I relinquish the fight, knowing that He battles before and behind me, I can stand firm in the shadow of a truly, great God. When armed with a mighty big faith, I am anything but small.
You can stand firm too. Grow large. Run hard. Take courage. Be bold and unafraid. Press on.
Remember that in Him, the small are made large and the weak made mighty.
We were bought at no small price. We are anything but small – we are His.
You are His. Fix your eyes on Him, be mighty in faith. GO BIG.
And in case you forget…