In The Little Things

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'A little birdie told me.' photo (c) 2011, beccafawley - license: http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/2.0/I texted my friend the other day.  It wasn’t a good day.  It wasn’t a bad day.  It was just a regular day, but my mood wasn’t quite there.  I had my headphones in because there are just some times during the day when I need to concentrate and just type.  And then there are days when I don’t feel particularly sociable.  I think I was typing that day, but either way my headphones were in and the music was playing.  Here’s what I texted her:

“I sometimes wonder if God sits and orchestrates the songs that come through my phone.”

It’s not that I was doubting that God was there that day.  I think it was more that I was wondering where He was. But, seriously.  Every song held true to the theme that, Hey, it’s me.  I’m still here.  I may be silent, but I’m here.

I sometimes get tired of waiting for things to start happening and just want to jump-start them myself.  I don’t want to have to worry about things that I currently have to worry about.  I don’t want to wait.

I hate waiting.

I’m not good at it.  At all.

But that day it was in the music I was hearing.  The texts from my friends.  I think I’m just expecting that God will speak or move in these incredible ways that I miss out on the ways He really wants to speak to me.  I want the grand gesture.  I expect it sometimes.  But all the while He’s there in the little things.

I don’t know.  Maybe He is sitting up there saying, I think Julie needs to hear this song right now.  Or maybe it’s all chance when it comes to iTunes.  Who knows.  And ultimately it doesn’t really matter to anyone else except that that day I felt like God had created my playlist for those few hours.  And because of that I felt Him near.

I guess some of the most important things we’re ever going to notice or see or hear will be in the little things.

We’ve just got to keep our eyes open so we don’t miss them.

 

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  • Michelle Woodman

    I have had similar thoughts when listening to music via “shuffle”. And I’ve also wanted grand gestures in terms of hearing God speak. I wonder what I have missed out on in regards to the “small” things? But I’m trying to pay better attention now so I don’t miss His whispers.

    • It’s very cool sometimes isn’t it. You’re just sitting there listening and, boom. 5 of the exact songs you need to hear right then. I don’t know what I’ve missed, but I can tell you I’m pretty sure I’ve missed some stuff. Hopefully I’ll have another chance 🙂

      • Michelle Woodman

        You and me both!

  • Debbie Legg

    “Coincidence is when God remains anonymous.” Author unknown. God speaks to us in any and every way He can, any and every way we might notice Him, turn to Him, praise Him, yell at Him. He is always drawing us to Himself. I don’t believe the songs were accidental at all. It was Dad loving on, encouraging, supporting His daughter. 🙂

    • I like that a lot, Debbie. Thanks for sharing!