Piddly Things

For thou hast maintained my right and my cause; thou satest in the throne judging right.  Psalm 9:4

When I was a little girl, every time my feelings got hurt, I would run to my mom and tell her all about it.  While holding my hand, she would listen intently to every word that I had to say.  When I was finished with every detail of this event, she would pat my hand and say, "Tracy, why worry about such piddly things?  In the grand scheme of things, this is a very small thing, and by tomorrow it will be forgotten."

She was usually right.

As an adult, when our feelings get hurt, it's harder to put it behind us. Sometimes we still make mountains out of mole hills.  

It's comforting to know that God hears all things, sees all things and knows all things, and that one day He will make all things right.

But this morning, I was thinking about that...

1 John 3:2 tells us, Beloved, now are we the sons of God, and it doth not yet appear what we shall be: but we know that, when he shall appear, we shall be like him; for we shall see him as he is.

I asked myself this question: 'The moment I look upon my Saviour's face, will piddly things really matter anymore?'

The answer?  No.  So, why should they now?

    But that's just me!

I can Only Imagine

Bart Millard

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I can only imagine,

What it will be like, 

When I walk by Your side,

I can only imagine,

What my eyes would see,

When Your face is before me,

I can only imagine.

Surrounded by Your Glory,

What will my heart feel?

Will I dance for You Jesus?

Or in awe of you be still?

Will I stand in Your presence?

or to my knees, will I fall?

Will I sing hallelujah?

Will I be able to speak at all?

I can only imagine.

I can only imagine,

When that day comes,

And I find myself,

Standing in the Son,

I can only imagine,

When all I will do,

Is forever, forever worship you,

I can only imagine!