My brain is tired. This happens to me more than I can count and not everyone understands where I am coming from because I am not physically tired, just mentally exhausted. Sometimes, I feel like I'm one of those one-person bands, you know, the person who has every single apparatus strapped to their body and every movement they make plays an instrument attached to them? It is exhausting. Yet, things need to get done. Something in me tells me I have to be productive, I have to do my best, try my hardest, and keep going. Even if it is only to conquer breadmaking. To get the bathrooms cleaned. To get designs up and listed in the shop. Get the blog written. And record my next sermon, and/or bible lesson for one of my students. Intertwined with those are other activities involving things we do within the community, and work or ministry-related video calls. Perhaps, I am sharing too much but this is my life, this is some of what goes on behind the scenes and this is my reality and
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Small things. Sometimes we notice them. And sometimes we don't. Yet, everything begins with something small which then becomes larger over time. A seed is small and often, we don't pay much attention to them. Yet, they grow into big trees. A tiny butterfly egg seems so harmless, yet it houses a voracious eater that can decimate an entire plant. We don't pay attention to small things, preferring to focus on the big ones instead. But everything starts small. An ice cream cone shared with a small child might seem like a small, random act, but that act could become a cherished memory one day, its value, priceless. Brushing the hair of an elderly person might not seem like much, but to the recipient, that small gesture might be the only human touch they have had for weeks. Small things matter. Let's try to notice them more.