I was around ten years old when I first realized that God was in the small stuff. I lost a locket that my grandma had given me. I prayed and prayed about when to tell my mom. One night as I lay in bed, something prompted me to find my mom and fess up about the missing locket.
It wasn't my emotional side that pulled me out of bed. That part of me was too scared of getting into trouble to ever tell my mom that my locket was missing. It wasn't my rational side. That part of me would have told the truth as soon as the locket went missing. I didn't tell my mom the truth out of obligation or because I was a "good daughter." I told because God's Sprit nudged me to do so. Even at ten years old, I understood that He was answering my prayer.
Guess what? She didn't freak out. She didn't even yell. My mom pulled me into her lap and said she wasn't worried about the locket and she was proud of me for telling her the truth.
This is my earliest memory of an answered prayer.
Cute story, huh? Of course a ten-year-old would pray about something as insignificant as a missing locket. By now I should have moved on to more important prayers, right?
Lately, I've been reminded that God cares about even the tiniest details of my life. I think He truly meant what He said when He told me to trust Him with everything.
Philippians 4:6 says, "Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God.
Everything? Really? I think I always assumed this verse meant "everything" as in everything spiritual or everything I wouldn't be too embarrassed to mention in my Sunday school class. But everything, everything? I guess I've never really trusted that God cares about the insignificant worries of my life.
The memory of the lost locket from my childhood has me wanting to take God at His Word. It's got me thinking that He really does care about every corner of my life and that I can truly trust Him with every detail.
Certainly that doesn't mean that all potential conflicts will go as smoothly as my locket confession, but it does mean that my God is with me through every trial no matter how huge or seemingly insignificant.
What about you? Is there evidence that God cares about the "small stuff" in your life? Can you think of a time when God helped you in a circumstance that was making you feel anxious or unsteady? Are you trusting Him with everything today?
