It sounds silly to say, but sometimes the smallest things can loom over us in scary-big ways.
I know because I just came through the most awful and seemingly horrendous ordeal.
I very nearly couldn’t write this post.
There was something keeping me from getting anywhere with it.
Something huge and menacing.
The earth almost seemed to come to a complete stop as the reason for my paralysis loomed large over my workspace.
I sat, too fearful to move.
This hindrance looming above me was, in a word, enormous.
And I’ll tell you all right now- if you had a creepy giant centipede on the ceiling waiting to drop into your hair or your keyboard and then scurry around maniacally, as only a hundred legs can, to wreak havoc through the rest of the room, you’d be quaking in your slippers too!
You heard correctly.
So you understand, right?
And although this thing was only technically the size of my pointer finger, that was big enough for me! I nearly toppled my chair over backwards at the sight of it directly over my head, whacking my foot on the printer table, veering crazily to the other side of the room on one good foot, and I’m pretty sure the sound that came out of my mouth resembled that of an opera singer on speed.
And is it just me, or can centipedes read your mind?
I grabbed for a broom, my closest weapon of choice, and it suddenly backed up and pulled a Crazy Ivan.
Wait… that’s a nautical term.
When I would attempt to deke left, it would deke right.
When I approached from the right, it moved up to the left.
When I haphazardly smacked my foot on the desk again and hopped on one foot and cried, it matched me hop for hop.
No it didn’t, I made that part up.
But I could swear it shook its head in disbelief.
I was Goliath to it’s David. And we all know how that account went!
Such a relatively small thing… causing so much chaos.
And after I valiantly crushed it with the broom and then shrieked again like a little girl because three legs and one antennae were still moving about, separate from the remains (hey, if I have to suffer, you all have to suffer) I got to thinking.
I could really creep you all out today.
Ha. NO, that’s not what I was thinking.
All silliness aside, I got to thinking about all the little things we allow to loom over us.
The small things that we suddenly give control to, give weight to. They get given a chance to snowball and grow. They’re given a chance to interrupt and distort and create unfounded fear. And they begin to tower large over us and we forget our greatest provision, so powerfully voiced by John, somewhere in Ephesus, in 1John 4:4.
That “greater is He that is in me, than he that is in the world.”
What a promise that is!
And the biggest most horrific battle, the battle of our lives, for our lives, has already been won on a cross and transferred out of the tomb, stamped with eternal victory.
Although the enemy would like us to see it differently, any battle, any fear now, is small potatoes compared to that first one taken on by Christ.
And hear me sweet friend, they are still battles, and they still matter.
But we’ve seen what happens when God decides to step in.
So that cancer prognosis. He looms bigger.
That wobbly job security. He’s sturdier.
That fight with your teenager. He’s lovingly relentless.
Bigger than that, smaller than that, doesn’t matter because He’s got this.
Those things that once loomed large over us, in His Presence, become mere shadows whose perspectives were distorted and enlarged because of where we stood.
Maybe we change our perspective. Get on our knees and watch what looms over us, shrink down to size.
Like the tiny mouse projecting a hulking shadow on a wall, we now can rest assured that we serve an even bigger God who can put everything in perspective.
And we can place our trust there.
Isaiah wrote this from Almighty, to each of us; “For I am the LORD, your God, who takes hold of your right hand and says to you, Do not fear; I will help you.” Isaiah 41:13
The first time I read this verse, I was undone. The Creator King, Almighty God, The Beginning of Everything and The End, the Great I Am, is an active participant in our comings and goings, day in and day out and doesn’t preside from His untouchable throne room but is near enough to take our hand in His.
Can you imagine?
Can you even try to conjure up the beautiful picture of assurance that this paints? His blessed assurance.
Let the small things try to loom large from now on.
His Word says they really don’t stand a chance.
That’s good enough for me. I can place my faith there.
Oh. And now that my heroic tale is out there for all to enjoy, I’m waiting to hear if anyone’s interested in the rights for a possible movie.
So far, no takers.
But I have faith…
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