The Little Details

It’s the little details around our house right now that bring the biggest feelings. We have a large tree in our dining room, but every year we get a “Charlie Brown tree” for our children. They decorate it with hand-made ornaments and take so much pride in it. Little detail, big joy. If you didn’t know our story, you may wonder who the 5th stocking is for hanging on the right side of the fireplace, protected between her brothers. We don’t have three little faces here this year as we imagined this time last year, but we do have three children. The pain I felt when pulling out Madelyn’s stocking this year was sharp, but quickly taken on by the Father, as He held me and replaced my mourning with joy. I was able to do something for her by hanging it, and it gave me so much comfort to do so. Little detail, big comfort. On the serving cart in our kitchen sits a vase with flowers and lights. It could easily be thought of as a nice decoration to light up our home, until you see the six ornaments surrounding it. We have five in our family, yet have heard whispers from the Lord of a hope baby. So a silver ball, a minor detail at first glance, means ever so much more every time I walk by and my eyes rest upon it. Little detail, big hope. This is our God. He’s concerned with it all. Every little detail. I’m so thankful He’s concerned with mine.