There’s Beauty in the Small

Some people have a gift for writing words that just speak to a person’s soul in perfect lyrical phrases.  Lisa Jo Baker is one of those writers.  I read her blog & find myself nodding, “Yes.  Yes; that’s it exactly. Thank you!”

And I’m technically challenged, so here’s my best attempt at a link:

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One of the reasons I came back to my blog was to participate in Lisa Jo Baker’s “Five Minute Fridays.”  She gives her readers a word & challenges everyone to write for 5 minutes using the word for inspiration.  Today, the word is SMALL.


He hugs me tight with his small little arms.  I look down at his blond head, & he looks up at me with his shining blue eyes & smiles, grinning with his little white teeth.

Happy.  Giggly.  Cuddly.

This 4 year old little boy that makes my heart smile.

He’s small.  But not as small as he was the day they placed him in my arms, & I laughed through happy, exhausted tears.

A surprise blessing in a perfect little package.

And I think, he’s small, yes, but so, so huge in my heart.

Often times, the smallest things take up the biggest places in the heart, you know.

Faith as the grain of a tiny mustard seed.

The first tiny bloom of spring.  A dandelion clutched tightly in a tiny fist.  A tiny ray of sunshine after a storm.

It doesn’t take a big thing to make a difference.  We can be little.

Because, sometimes?  Sometimes, all it takes is a small smile, a small gesture, a small random act…

A small flicker of hope in the darkness that whispers, “Hold on.”

Faith like a small child.  Faith as small as that tiny mustard seed.

And, even when my trust is tiny & I have a hard time believing, God says, “My child, you don’t have to be big.  It’s okay.”

There’s a beauty in the small.


About wendytate

Wife to a wonderful man, homeschooling mom to 3 great kids, a sentimental romantic, & a Proverbs 31 wannabe. I procrastinate with flair, I'm proud to be southern, & I love anything beachy! My motto: Make good memories. My husband's motto for me: If it's worth doing, it's worth overdoing. Blessed. Forgiven. Loved. Grateful.
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