Do you make New Year’s resolutions? I have to admit I do. Usually they’re quite grandiose—you know, climb Mt. Everest and save the world. Stuff like that.
But this year every time I tried to put some outrageous goal down, it seemed I sensed God whispering to my heart, “Keep it small.”
Now I’m a God-sized dreams kind of girl and I couldn’t understand what in the world was happening. But I slowly realized that what I struggle most with is the small. The mundane. The ordinary. The boring.
So the resolutions that landed on my list are anything but exotic and glamorous. I look at them and sigh. They’re like homely little seeds that don’t look like much of anything at all.
But here’s the thing—I know that if I plant them, water them, and nurture them faithfully every day that they will grow into some really beautiful, powerful, worthwhile habits in my life.
Perhaps we’re ready and willing to be faithful in the big. But it seems the real test often comes when God asks us to be faithful in the small.
Or maybe that’s just me?
So this year I’m taking a different approach. I’m starting small, praying to stay steady, and waiting to see what our extraordinary God does with a whole lot of ordinary.