It’s the Little Things…

Funny how the “little things” can be so powerful. They are the tiny, twinkling gems around a rare stone. The little things can be a hot cup of coffee when you really need one, and behold and lo—there’s just enough coffee left in the pot for that last cup. It can be a funny email with a silly video attached, a card from a friend, a beautiful cardinal in the garden, and so on.

One of our cats, Pookie, needs special meds for his occasional seizures (mostly slight stumbing and a few head bobs now and then). I dose him morning and night after meals, and he seems to take it better when I sing to him. His current favorite tune is from West Side Story:

“When you’re a Jet,
You’re a Jet all the way
From your first cigarette
To your last dyin’ day.

When you’re a Jet,
Let them do what they can,
You got brothers around,
You’re a family man.”

We hardly ever get to the second verse, but he does seem to enjoy the tune; I think it takes his mind off the meds. Again, it’s a little thing, but it works.

A phone call from a friend is a gift. The music of a dear friend’s voice is a lit candle in the darkness, a rare gem, a comfort and a blessing. Another little thing, but how much it means!

When you look around, there are any number of wonderful little things in our lives. Years ago, I had a pair of pearl earrings that I cherished. I kept them in a special compartment in my jewelry box, and I was always careful when I wore them. One day I had decided to wear them, and I only found one earring in the jewelry box. I immediately panicked, and tried to think of when I wore them last.

After an hour and a half of looking for the lost earring, I gave up; it was nowhere to be found. I felt terrible that I had somehow lost the earring by being careless. I berated myself for most of the day, and felt awful. I went to bed angry (which is never good for a person), and slept badly.

The next morning I looked into my jewelry box once more. There inside were both pearl earrings, just where they should have been. Of course I was delighted, but how in the world did the other earring come to be back where it belonged? Had it been caught up in the folds of the silk interior of the jewelry box? Did some kind angel find the missing earring and put it back?

I will never know the answer, but I can tell you from my own experiences that miracles do happen. Generally, they are the little things, and little things have power.



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