Have you ever had one of those days when you felt 'small'?
Today was one of those days.
(Which is kinda funny because my word of the year is 'small'.)
I woke up and felt a heavy burden that pushed on my chest, weighing me down until I felt very...small.
I opened social media and read about friends having a great time together that morning and my heart sank and I felt really...small.
I looked at my calendar and saw all my deadlines ahead of me, my throat started closing in and I felt extremely...small.
I saw all the housework in front of me and the tears started bubbling up and I felt tremendously...small.
The more the day progressed, the more small and depressed I became.
I wanted to post, text, Instagram...
"Hey, do you see me? Do you remember me? I really could use a friend right now."
And then I remembered to look up.
In the big scheme of things, I am small.
But He is big.
And He knows every small detail of my life.
I am not invisible to Him.
He truly gets me and He loves me.
In fact the Bible says..
"You have kept count of my tossings;
put my tears in your bottle.
Are they not in your book?" (Psalm 56)
So my tears turned into prayers and I knew He was storing them in His bottle.
When I am small, He is big.
I can run to His big, loving arms and feel swallowed up in His big love.
And you know what? I really don't mind feeling small anymore.
