I love the small things—a hug, a smile, a flower, a little note, a thoughtful comment, a cookie, a compliment, good books and movies. I also love the things that I can easily take for granted—family, the temple, nature’s beauties, air conditioning, my warm home, hot water, my sewing machine, my recliner, good cookware, all of the appliances that make my life easier, phone calls from our children, a dependable car. Then there are the things that deeply feed my soul—memories, Temple Square, Nauvoo, priesthood blessings, great friends, quiet.
I Nephi 16: 29…”by small means the Lord can bring about great things.”
How much of our time is spent each day doing “small” things? Will we ever get to the “big” things? The world would have us believe that the small things required in keeping a home and caring for our families are insignificant and are not deserving of validation. Satan has done a great job in diminishing the value of homemaking tasks and nurturing children. But it’s in performing these activities that we are doing the Lord’s work, literally building His kingdom.
How can Heavenly Father “bring to pass the immortality and eternal life of man,” if we do not give His children bodies and nurture these children? Wiping tears, noses and bottoms is most noble work. Cleaning toilets, doing laundry, cooking nutritious meals is most noble work. Much of the time homemakers and mothers aren’t validated by the world—and sometimes not even by their families. But Heavenly Father knows and appreciates exactly what we are doing and the rewards that await us are far beyond anything the world can provide.
During the busiest years of child rearing, the “small” things seemed to consume my life. For a time, I tried to get all the mandatory chores done before I would allow myself to be “rewarded.” Rewards were things like sitting down to read a book or magazine, sewing, doing creative projects or just sitting down and doing nothing. Eventually I had a stark revelation—WORK EXPANDS TO FILL THE TIME AVAILABLE!! There were always chores to be done—I could always look around and see something else that needed to be cleaned, dusted, picked up, washed, filed, or watered. This erroneous philosophy created in me an empty well.
The lesson I learned was to accomplish mandatory household tasks as quickly and efficiently as possible. (This does not apply equally to time spent caring for our children.) I also learned the value of refilling my well as often as possible.
I first had to figure out just what activities actually refilled my well. For me, going to the mall to window shop just didn’t cut it. It may have been time off, alone, but I didn’t feel rejuvenated when I returned home to face all of my responsibilities. On the other hand, sitting in the public library reading and actually learning something is a rejuvenator for me. Taking a walk while trying to tune my senses more keenly to the beauties (mountains, clouds, etc). and sounds (birds, flowing water) has always fed my soul. Talking with a dear friend or family member, sharing life’s experiences and lessons learned also fills my well.
In Alma 37:6 we are told that by small and simple things great things are brought to pass. And in Doctrine and Covenants 64:33 we have this beautiful and comforting counsel, “Wherefore, be not weary in well-doing, for ye are laying the foundation of a great work. And out of small things proceedeth that which is great.” This greatness is the work of Mothers. We should always keep this thought clear and present.
The bulk and depth of our lives are made up of small things. When I have learned to use them—and treasure them—I have become happier and more effective in fulfilling my mission here on earth.
Copyright 2010
D. Baker



