One day, my child, you’ll be too big. But not today.
Today, you made a choo-choo train from three plastic chairs on the back deck.
“Mommy, sit here.”
I say, “I can’t, I’m too big.”
I check the weather, and it says 91 degrees. I ask if you want to go inside. Of course, you do not.
You’re little, and I’m assuming the air down there must be cooler, because I’m soaked in sweat, and you don’t even notice it.
You run laps; those little leg laps, that bounce off the floor boards, and you tell mommy to go, too.
So I run. And I am hot; those short-circled laps make me dizzy, yet I watch you turn around and grin that two-year-old grin, and all the sudden…
No, too little. No, too big.
It’s just us, being us, and enjoying the right now.
And I thank God for our time together; just as we are today. You, with your little feet and me with mine bigger. You, with your little cares, me with my bigger ones.
Yet, in this moment, my cares become little. My complaints become few. Because, my child, there is nothing in this world right now that seems as big as you.
And I know the hour will end, and the sun will set and rise again. Your too little will get too big, and it will all seem to have passed too soon.
Scripture tells us in Ecclesiastes Chapter 3, there is a time for everything, and as the days go faster, I watch this everything unfold:
“For everything there is a season, a time for every activity under heaven. 2 A time to be born and a time to die. A time to plant and a time to harvest. 3 A time to kill and a time to heal. A time to tear down and a time to build up. 4 A time to cry and a time to laugh. A time to grieve and a time to dance. 5 A time to scatter stones and a time to gather stones. A time to embrace and a time to turn away. 6 A time to search and a time to quit searching. A time to keep and a time to throw away. 7 A time to tear and a time to mend. A time to be quiet and a time to speak. 8 A time to love and a time to hate. A time for war and a time for peace.”
“Yet God has made everything beautiful for its own time. He has planted eternity in the human heart, but even so, people cannot see the whole scope of God’s work from beginning to end.”
And although I cannot see tomorrow in the shadow of today, I know God can. I know He is working on us all a little each day to help accomplish big things for Him.
Because, to Him, nothing is too big.
Because, to Him, we are all masterpieces in the making. All our time matters.
Eternity is in our hearts, and one day, when our time here is done, our Home will await. Home, sweet forever, Home. Jesus will bring us Home.
And today, in the here and now, I will give thanks for the time I got to share, my ever-changing, always-amazing, exploring and adoring child, with our God and with you.
Friends, as we are faced with the many crises of today, we are reminded that if our trust is in God and His Way of salvation in Jesus, we need not fear. His love is bigger, and it is enough. Although, we are promised hardships in the temporary, we are working toward our eternal reward in the presence of our Savior. Each day is a valuable investment in a future that will know no ends and in a Kingdom that has promised us victory. We have an invaluable assignment in daily training up ambassadors for our King. There is nothing little about your job, Mommies. It is so very big.