Being at home with loads of time on my hands has led to a decent amount of anxiety. I am a person who likes routine but more importantly likes the sense of accomplishment, getting things done that are measurable and noticed. If you know anything about the Enneagram(click to find out more), I am a 2 with a 3 wing. I’m loving referred to as the Helper, the 3 wing means I like to be noticed for it (ok, so that’s not 100% accurate but it’s my interpretation of how my wing manifest itself). Before you read any further, please know this is NOT a self-pity post. I felt what you were thinking, trust me. I thought it too as I started thinking about this post. I share all that information to help set the context so you can see the depths of my heart and better understand the message.
For some unknown reason today, I thought about the song Little Things by Bush. It’s an alt-rock song which I am sure none of you have heard. No, I’m not asking you to listen to it. But I do want to share some lyrics from it that got me thinking:
The bigger you give bigger you get
We’re boss at denial
But best at forget
Cupboard is empty we really need food
Summer is winter and you always knewGoing up when coming down
Scratch away, away, away, away
It’s the little things that kill
Tearing at my brains again
Oh the little things that kill
That little thing that killLittle Things, by Bush
I get stuck on little things. Little things frustrate me. Little things bring me joy. Little things eat away at me deep into the night. Little things give me immense satisfaction. Little things bring me intense joy. Little things, right now, are all I have.
In this time of quarantine, extended social distance, or whatever way you refer to it, I am constantly enjoying and fighting the little things. When you are cooped up with your kids (and I love them dearly) everyday, every hour you start to fixate on the little things. The little fact that you can’t do anything that you need to do because one of them always need help with digital learning. The little thing that one of them said that irked you to no end. The little thing that no one will help with taking the dog out to go potty. The little thing that you have to tell them multiple times to put their plate up when they are finished eating. By noon, I find myself having to take deep breaths and reminding myself, Child Services will intervene for child abuse even during quarantine (my son reminds me of this daily, even outside of quarantine).
Then even once they go to bed, I have the little things I say to myself that aren’t true. “What kind of parent are you anyway! Really that’s the way you treat your kids.” The little thoughts of what I didn’t get done or the way I spent my time. “Think of what you could have finished if you hadn’t read the News app 14 times today.” “Ha! Are you even an adult, how long did you play that game today?”
All the little things… the little things that kill.at denial. I’ll social distance myself from those thoughts today. Yes, I will.
Best at forget. I forget the promises I made to myself yesterday, that I would do better today.
The cupboard is empty we really need food. I don’t return to the source enough. My substance and sustenance is the Lord and His Word. 5 minutes a day, will not sustain against the all the little things that kill.
Summer is winter and you always knew. We are in a break from the hustle and bustle, but I am no more closer to rest because I don’t see it out or plan for it. I fill my time with the little things, the little things that kill.
I think one of the bigger things we can offer ourselves and other during this time of Coronavirus is grace. If you are like me, it’s going to take little doses to myself as well as little doses to those I am around right now… all of the time.
The little things add up. They can become a force to be reckoned with and should be. My encouragement to myself and any of you who chose to read this is simply this… Offer a little more grace.. Think more a little more graciously. Be a little more gracious and grateful. Don’t tackle this experience as a whole just yet, it’s far from over, wonder at the little moments you get each day to seek a Holy God and interact with because an immense love He has for you. Its so big you may need to think on it in little bits. Share with him the little things, the little things that bother you and are driving you nuts. Thank Him for the little things that are getting you through and giving you life right now.
Don’t let the little things get you. Use the little things to grow and develop. Let the little things help you offer life and meaning to yourself and others. Be a little more graceful. Remember, it’s just a little thing.