The Trifles

“when journeying with God some of the best parts of any pilgrimage are the detours.”― Margaret Feinberg, Wonderstruck: Awaken to the Nearness of God

“She is not wearied with our littleness; her smile comes down to us like a benediction through the sea of flickering candles, and she blesses our wild flowers withering at her feet. For each one of us is “another Christ”; each one, to Mary, is her only child. It is therefore not tedious to her to hear the trifles that we tell her, to look at the bruises that we bring to her, and seeing our wound of sin, to heal it.”― Caryll Houselander, The Reed of God: A New Edition of a Spiritual Classic

I heard the quote above read on the Abiding Together podcast and was struck not only by the quote but by the one reading it tearing up as she spoke it.
“Not tedious to her to hear the trifles…bruises…wounds…to heal it.”
We’ve become too hard, pragmatic, logical, cynical, flat.
Little stops us in our tracks in awe, reverence and wonder.
Be vulnerable.
Pause, look, listen.
Soften.
Smooth the edges.
God is so much bigger than we make, define, contain, explain.
Not wearied by our littleness and loving us the same, always without condition.
Found in the trifles, cracks and crevices of ordinary days, waiting for us to notice.

“Learn to get in touch with the silence within yourself and know that everything in this life has a purpose.”― Elisabeth Kubler-Ross