Life in the Little Things

We spot him yesterday.  Lost. Alone. Without mom…or home. Littlest furry fellow. Easily unseen. Laying estranged, in properties path.

The lost one. Forgotten. Littlest unforgotten…easily missed. Gathering him in loving arms. To Nestle him. Comfort him.

We also spot, a centipede. Pencil stroke long. Crawling across the sun dried ground.  

To some, invisible.  To others strange.  But to the seer…a remarkable thing.

Life passes, time flees, like a stranger running from yesterdays dreams.

Disneyland.  Adventures. Amusement Parks.  Circus’.

Yet, I wonder…Will beauty, true beauty…things really missed…lie in the little insignificant pieces. Pieces of creation.  The strange. Unseen.

A touch.  A kiss. Love’s gentle smile. Belly filled laughter. The quiet patter of tiny feet.

Stories told.  Books read. Kids nestled safe in mama’s beds. Lessons shared in nursery rhymes. Melodic birds during summers rise.

The restoring.
     The learning.
          The getting up after really hurting.

The tough things.

Defeating doubt. Restoring hope. The strength to rise, when life envelopes everything you have know…shown…believed in.

The frail hands of the elderly dying. The kindness of a stranger. Giving to the needy, without them knowing. Handouts to the homeless especially when undeserving.

Walks with loved ones. Long talks after sun lies dormant. Summer’s warm breeze. The waving trees when lightening strikes & lights go out.

The caterpillar…and it’s miracle of metamorphosis. The depth of the sea. The taste, look, & smell of foreign lands.

The holding of a babies hand….or a frail one…or a loved one in uncertain times. The embrace after distance gathers after a loved one parts. 

A call from those not seen. Kind words.  Encouragement.  A sermon of hope….The still of the earth.

What will I remember most?   

I am guessing…not the loud parades or thunderous ways of man.  Or the fiery whistle blowers or even attractive, charismatic people. Likely not the influencer or influencee. The bombs of war or slamming doors.  Or those that ignore thoughts, words.  Heart cries unheard.

But the hope.
     The truth.
          The fleeting, tiny, insignificant beauties…of today.

The little things….

What will you remember most?

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9 Comments

  1. I’m surrounded by loved ones whose simple, godly lives are a constant source of peaceful inspiration. I think I will remember how it felt— hugging them, kissing them, and telling them that I love them.

    My friend Patricia at It’s About Time Mamaw sent me your link. I think you have a great blog, and I’m following you know.

  2. Holly – So glad to know you are surrounded by the simple…the godly. What a rare treasure to not only have this gift…but to see it! Thanks Patricia for sharing my blog. ~ Jen

  3. This was lovely! As were the posts below it as I kept scrolling down the page! i’m following you now – you seem rather a kindred spirit πŸ™‚
    Thanks also for dropping by my blog, I do appreciate it.
    Looking forward to reading more!
    Lisa

  4. Lisa – Felt the same way about you as I read on your blog about graduation also & saw your loving heart in your writing/poetry. How amazing that God can connect so many through blogging! Can’t wait to read more too. Loving the journey ~ Jen

  5. Tammy – Just added you to “Blogs I follow”. Love your writing also & your photos of clouds. I thought I was the only one with an obsession w/ the skies! πŸ™‚ Thanks for reading! Will be following along w/ your gifted writings. ~ Jen

  6. The little things are very significant when made so. They are the things that bring true enjoyment to a moment and even to a life. In fact I am going to talk about that at our Ladies meeting tonight. Funny I should read this just as I’m getting ready to prepare what I am going to say.
    I love the way you have with words, very enjoyable reading.
    Hugs, Cindy

  7. I am visiting from CMB. Thank you so much for visiting and for leaving a comment! I love your site. Your poetic style. Beautiful!

    We have much in common. Adoption. Foster Care. Love for the Lord.

    I’m looking forward to getting to know you better in the future. God’s richest blessings! Deb

  8. Cindy – Isn’t that incredible when God does that!! He is so good to bring exactly what we need, when we need it! πŸ™‚

    Deb – It’s so neat to come across others w/ similarities in lifestyles. So much to learn from each other. I always enjoy different perspectives & others wisdom! Keep on sharing. I will be sure to visit often! ~ Held by Grace, Jen

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