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Friday Thoughts and Maybe Small Is The New Big

It’s Friday. And I want to write. So I’m joining my longtime friend, Lisa-Jo and a whole bunch of amazing people who bravely write unedited for five minutes every Friday. Check it out here and consider joining in? (Because I know you have a story, and we really want to hear it.)

Today, the word prompt is small.

Start:

We lived in a tiny apartment in the middle of Bayreuth, Germany last year. About 500 square feet, I think. Two bedrooms, a bathroom, living room, dining room and a kitchen the size of my dining room table.

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When we got home, it took us a while to get used to the bigness of our home in Ohio. The spread-out acreage of our yard and its trees. Even the seven-seated minivan felt huge.

And we missed the closeness of the small even though it had sometimes been so hard to live in those nine months.

I think of that living, that adjustment back home, and I wonder at the small of my life in this place. Where I think I want big but know maybe I don’t.

A big house. Big bed. Big blog. Big deal.

I think of it and wonder. Maybe small is the new big.

Because isn’t small where faith grows? The tiny mustard seed that brings big branches and a tree trunk.

Isn’t small where God shines biggest? In the small of my spirit that needs His huge? The small of my unknowing that can’t survive without His always I-Am-The-Rock?

Yes, I wonder, and I think I start to see that small is the new big. And I realize I love small.

9 Thoughts on “Friday Thoughts and Maybe Small Is The New Big

  1. brhsteach on February 21, 2014 at 3:29 pm said:

    I understand. My husband and I went from a 700 square foot apartment to a 1700 sq foot parsonage. It is still a bit overwhelming to me. Loved your post.

  2. The mustard seed is a good comparison for small. God said the small mustard seed-sized faith could move big mountains… I like that.

    Thanks for reminding me!

  3. beckydaye on February 21, 2014 at 6:58 pm said:

    Oh Bria!!! I love this so much!!! I’ve had this same realization- that I love small. It’s when things get big that I start to lose my focus and my reliance on him. And I don’t want to lose that reliance. It is the best place to be.
    Have I mentioned lately how blessed I am to be walking this road with you?!!! Love you!

  4. you’re right…its just the mustard seed that grows and branches out with the biggest shade for others to rest in…isn’t it incredible to realize that many times we don’t even possess that much? sounds like you had a wonderful cozy nine months all packed in the tiny space

  5. Elizabeth on February 22, 2014 at 9:46 am said:

    The small is what matters.
    Playing a game of uno ,go fish ,barbies than thinking I have to make a play date at acres of fun for our precious 8 year old.

    Small is making that cup of tea with lots of honey for your man who is under the weather .
    Small is listening to a widow as she tries to make sense of life with out her love.
    Small is me. Me who thinks I’m a failure cause I should do more and more .
    But thankful for being reassured that I am his and He God sings over me in love.

  6. So true. My new favourite saying is “the house is too big”, when I have trouble getting everyone to squeeze into the same sofa to watch TV. It’s such a simple pleasure to be physically close to family, even if everyone is doing their own thing. I will keep on reminding people around me – Small is the new big. Thanks for sharing.
    Natalie @ aboutmythinking.com

    • Small is good. We only have had love seat and chair but our get togetherness have been fun big with friends family on floor ottomans etc . Thankful for the small that feels like a palace. The small that is warm. Thank you for sharing and encouraging me to appreciate “small”

  7. Pam McAllister on February 24, 2014 at 10:01 pm said:

    “The small of my spirit that needs His big”—my favorite line of this blog. Read it over and over to let it sink in. So very true and powerful!

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