we are a people that desires big things. big TVs, big cars, big houses. we even want big food portions. welcome to the "super size me" generation. we have big dreams and want big moments. but what if our BIG God has little moments for us? what if it's thte moments like watching a woman scrape chipati dough off her bare hand with a knife that make life worth living? what if we're so busy expecting big things that we overlook the beauty in the little ones? these past two and a half months have definitely brought some big moments like learning to give stitches and kissing a giraffe but they've also been made up of hundreds of tiny beautiful moments. Ruth is a four year old girl that lives in extreme poverty. her and about ten other children live near the church so we often see their smiling faces. on saturday they were once again chased off from the church, this time I followed after them. some of the children saw me following them so they turned and walked back towards me. little Ruth saw me and began to run as fast as her little legs would take her. she jumped into my arms and as I stood there in the middle of the red dirt African road I thought to myself "it doesn't get any better than this." in the grand scheme of things, that one moment is miniscule but inn some way, that moment changed me. that little girl wearing a pillow case poorly sewn into a shirrt changed me. she softened my heart with her smile and grew it with her love. it's moments like that that define us. we serve a big Gid with a love for His people that is bigger than anything we could possibly imagine. He has big things for each one of us but what if those big things come in little moments?
