Jesus, why do I think you can’t make miracles out of my little offerings? Why do I think I must make grand gestures or spend money or tons of time to be used for the Kingdom? Forgive me for selling you short. Forgive me for thinking that you need me to do the heavy lifting. You simply need me to show up. To trust the nudges you place on my heart. The meal I pay for that blesses the person in line behind me at the fast food drive through may be the act of kindness they need to remind them they are loved. The smile or hug I offer might be the first touch of Jesus someone has felt. You will take my smallest efforts and like a mustard seed, make them far reaching for your glory. Let me choose kindness. Let me have courage to step out in faith. Let me trust you to create miracles from my simple obedience.
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