Whether it was very early or very late, I do not recall. But laying still in the dark, too tired to get up, too awake to close my eyes... my mind wandered, and my thoughts were drawn to the subject of "greatness." Or the lack of it, really. I was musing over ideas like simplicity, humility, and the profundity of being content with little. That is not naturally who I am. I would love to have every little gadget from all the sales papers, and feel most at home when I am the life of the party, or seated at the head of the table.
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But here, we have an unassuming little house sparrow. It goes about its business, singing its song. Nothing fancy, but the life it lives glorifies its Creator. The Son of God didn't store up a mountain of stuff, and served his disciples, even stooping to wash their feet. May I be a good student of these observations, and let the glory be directed where it belongs.
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