Walking with Jesus.
We think of it as the big things, the spiritual things, the religious things.
It’s the the little things, the mundane things, one small obedience that seems at the time trivial.
Knowing, somehow, that it was time Wednesday to undertake a long delayed task.
Having clear direction yesterday evening that it was time, at that moment, to finish the task.
Knowing (and it has taken years for Jesus to teach me this) that it was my Father’s will.
Of course, as these things usually do, it got tangled up, it went wrong, it was frustrating…
And then an hour on the phone with a customer service representative halfway around the world, ministering Jesus to someone in need of encouragement.
It’s the little things.