Today's post is from my mom-in-law (Jan) again. She has caught the bloggy bug - hee hee! But seriously, she gets to see my boys every Tuesday (gives me the day off from mom duty), so why not let her let us in on some of the things that go on while mama's away ;-)! God cares about “little” things.
I think it was DL Moody who once said that the big things aren’t too big for God’s power; but the little things aren’t too little for God’s LOVE!
I’ve found that to be true in my own life over the years. This week I saw that to be true also in the life of my four-year-old grandson Evan. Several incidents, seemingly unrelated, occurred in his life proving that our loving Heavenly Father cares about this little boy and the “little” things he cares about.
One of these incidents had to do with a lost bink’. What’s a bink’, you ask? Well, the formal name is … binkie. You know, the pacifier that, really, four-year-old little boys should no longer have. But you also know how that goes… (I remember my little brother Billy being coaxed from his “bink” as we traveled through New Mexico with the promise that his bink would grow into a cactus. I’m not sure the promise worked…but that’s another story).
Anyway, last Tuesday as Evan and little brother Carter were starting to snuggle down into the “campsite/nap area” on the floor on our lower level, the heart-stopping realization came upon us…NO BINKIE! It had been several weeks since he had been here with it…maybe he took it home last time…maybe Mommy & Daddy decided to sneakily put an end to it all, I thought. Well, maybe now’s the time to end this wonderful tradition (binkies for nap-time at grandma’s houses only). I began in earnest to prepare Evan for the inevitable.
Evan had other ideas: “I NEED my BINKIE to REST!” My heart went out to him…I looked and looked. Really, I did! In the usual places and unusual places.
Again, making eloquent attempts to prepare him for the worst, I did what any desperate grandmother would do….I prayed! “Lord, if you want Evan to have his binkie, please let it be here and let it come to light!”
Immediately one more place came to mind…the couch! The last time Evan was here was before Christmas for supper with Mommy, Daddy, and Carter. We were all watching a children’s Christmas special after supper. Snuggled cozily on the couch, he had received a “dispensation” from his parents about his bink…after all, it was Christmas! So remembering this, I went upstairs and turned over ONE throw pillow…there it was…Evan’s precious bink! I ran downstairs and said, “Guess what, Evan. I prayed and Jesus found your bink!” His face lit up…one happy little boy and one cozy nap with his little brother, thanks to a loving Heavenly Father who loves to give good gifts to His children…even little ones!
Every good & perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of lights… James 1:17
As a footnote, a few days later Evan said to his mom, “Mom, I lost my bink and God found it really fast!”
…out of the mouths of babes You have prepared praise for Yourself. Matthew 21:16