Little Things


The little things in our lives are at times overlooked or lost in the choas of life or even in the ordinary day to day routine. That when those little special moments happen we overlook or rush by them instead of finding that wonderment.

Most of us, as children, held that imaginative awe of dreams. We held our breath in anticipation of the magic or oohed and aahed over the beauty of creation.
We saw with innocent eyes those simplistic inspiring moments or events. We accepted them. We were not yet jaded.

For some the only monsters in life were the one’s in the closet or under the bed. Those monsters could be magically chased away. Those laughed easily, played freely and saw life as full of simple things and moments to revel in and share.

For others the monsters were oh so real and the beauty of life faded away.  It was hard for those to understand how to enjoy those little things because they were always cautious of their actions and reactions.  They hid themselves away or put on a mask similiar to the face the others wore. They learned to mimic those.

Living in a box of your own making can become dark and you think you are only keeping yourself safe. Yet you keep others out. The very same who had their imaginary monsters chased away. They seem to want to gather in those hurt by the real monsters. They want to guide you out of your self imposed box.

The group in the boxes often resists and fights it, they don’t want a bunch of do-gooders making them their next project. Often with the lament, “THEY,  don’t understand us.” And one, maybe two, maybe three will shake their head and softly whisper,”We know your monsters and we banished them. We were you.”

They will guide those out who come willingly and braverly. They will show them the simple sweet things; a flower,  a butterfly,  a wagging puppy dog tail. They will let you hear; the trill of a bird, a sweet jazz song, a baby laughing. They will let you feel; a hug, warm sand, a cold sweating glass.   Those who leave the box will slowly experience life with little things that make giant impressions. That will be called experiencing life not just going through life.

For some of us the days of monsters are things of yesterday.  For many those monsters are still present. They come in many shapes, sizes, some animate, and some inanimate.  Monsters are part of our world, we just need more monster fighters so we can share the simple things.



I am a wife, mother, and pastor. We moved from Bowling Green, Missouri to Idaho Falls in 2016. I am a native of Eastern Washington state. In 2013 I had 2 strokes in 8 days and this is my journey of faith, family and health. I believe no matter what happens in your life that God can use it for His glory.

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