We all want to do something big with our lives. Don’t we?
I think, for a lot of us, we want to do something big with our lives. We want to be catalysts for some crazy change, then look back and say “I was a part of that.”
Big looks different for everyone. For your neighbor it may mean moving to LA and becoming an actor. And for your friend it may mean going into missions for the rest of her life. For you it may mean being big in the simple everyday acts of loving your family and your community. I don’t know what big looks like for you. But I do want to tell you: whatever you do, whether it’s scaling mountains or posting on social media, God already thinks you’re extraordinary. He made you that way, because you’re His image on Earth. And He has something extraordinary in mind for you, though it may not look the way you imagined it would.
Because extraordinary starts in the ordinary and turns it to something more than it could have been.
Everyone lives in the mundane, regardless of their highlight reel, and their followers and “influence.” Everyone has to eat and sleep and trim their toenails and manage their temper and discontent. Everyone starts somewhere. The life-changers are not the ones who somehow got more Twitter followers than makes sense. Or those who post relentless selfies on Instagram. The true movers and shakers are the ones who look around, right where they live, then say they are going to do something to make things better. And use their gifts while they were at it.
So do something big right in your community. Right in your home.
What does that look like? Is it setting your alarm five minutes earlier so you can pray over your day? What about finally getting into the grove of working out because you know you were given your body to do things and to be there for others? Is it making cookies for your neighbors, because for the past three years you’ve lived by them you’ve never really met? Or is it showing up at town meetings because you know the city council needs your input or support? Is it striking up a conversation with a coworker or another mom in your kid’s playgroup and inviting them to hang out because you know they haven’t met a lot of people yet? Maybe it’s putting down your phone to look your son in the eye and tell him you see him and he matters?
Don’t despise the day of small beginnings. And don’t despise a life of small things.
They may outlast everything else.
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