I’ve never planted mustard seed but I have planted seed so small I wondered if the manufacture remembered to put them in the pack-or at least remembered to put in the required amount. Seed so tiny I couldn’t tell if they dropped in the hole. But in a few days they sprouted, and in a month or so grew several feet high. I shouldn’t be surprised. After all, hundred foot oaks begin as small acorns. Jesus chooses the mustard seed to illustrate how his Kingdom will grow: small but with a Big Bang finish.
When I hear the world’s population-almost 7 billion, I feel pretty unimportant too. Just one among many, insignificant, limited influence, known only by a few and forgotten soon after I’m gone. Feelings, however, don’t always mirror reality. I may feel little, but I’m big in God’s sight. If his plans for me were unimportant, if I was only an insignificant blob, if I had no purpose, he would have prevented my birth. That I made it through the birth canal, took a breath of fresh air and survived means there’s reason for my existence.
- Through connection with my Maker, I discover it.
- By faith I seize it and
- With courage I live it.