little is much

I have now written over 300 posts on this blog. I am more than a little stunned.

What most people don’t know is this is my fifth blog, which many writers (such as Jeff Goins can relate to 🙂

It took what feels like a lifetime, but I have finally found the voice I was meant to use when I write:


For years, I have been writing news type articles, flyers, newsletters… All of which are necessary, but not necessarily me.  More a job than a part of me.

My first two blogs were about tea…something I am passionate about, yet just a hobby.

My next one was a mumble jumble on Tumbler.

My fourth was mainly a gratitude journal, and began to morph into something else…which ended up becoming this blog.

I have come to realize that when we walk in what we are called to be, and do, a little goes a long way.

I struggle just like all of you do, to find my place in this world. Today, I am physically wiped, yet soaring on the inside with amazement.

I know God uses way more talented people to share His heart to the world, and yet He sometimes chooses people no one has heard about before to share the same message, despite feeling under qualified, defeated and many days, like a so called failure.

God offers me, us way more grace than we extend to ourselves, and oh how grateful I am to Him for that mercy.

God offers hope, that He will continue to use us as He keeps unfolding His story through our story, my story, as we daily choose to live as His child.

One of my favorite songs captures how God makes something beautiful with our offering, no matter how small or insignificant it may seem to us:
LITTLE IS MUCH: downhere
What is the measure of a life well-lived
If all I can offer seems too small to give
This is a song for the weaker, the poorer
And so-called failures

Little is much when God’s in it
And no one can fathom the plans He holds
Little is much when God’s in it
He changes the world with the seeds we sow
Little is much, little is much

Who feels tired and under-qualified
Who feels deserted, and hung out to dry
This is a song for the broken, the beat-up
And so-called losers

Consider a Kingdom in the smallest seed
Consider that giants fall to stones and slings
Consider a child in a manger
Consider the story isn’t over
What can be done with what you still have


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