Last Sunday, I went to church like I usually do.
That week, I had been feeling a little dry inside. Nothing big had happened. It was just one of those weeks when my heart felt dull and my faith felt weak.
During the sermon, the pastor said something that stayed with me.
He said small obedience comes first. And when those small acts of obedience keep piling up, faith grows. Then later, when bigger things come, you are able to obey in bigger things too. He said if we want stronger faith, we should start with small obedience.
I kept thinking about that after church.
I think a lot of times I wanted big faith right away. I wanted to trust God more. I wanted to have peace. I wanted to be strong when things got hard. But if I am honest, I was not always being faithful in small things.
Sometimes I felt a nudge to pray, and I put it off.
Sometimes I knew I should stay quiet, but I still said what I wanted to say.
Sometimes I knew I should let something go, but I kept holding onto it.
None of those things looked big.
But maybe that was the point.
On the way home, I kept hearing that sentence again in my mind.
Start with small obedience.
That really stayed with me.
I realized maybe big faith does not come first. Maybe it starts with small faith. Maybe it starts when you say yes to God in little things, and then keep saying yes little by little.
That afternoon, I did not make some big promise.
I just said this in my heart.
Okay, then I will start small.
I will pray when I feel I should pray.
I will listen faster.
I will stop acting like small obedience does not matter.
It was a very quiet moment.
Nothing special was happening.
It was just a normal Sunday afternoon.
But I felt like something in me became a little more willing.
Since then, I have been thinking that faith may grow more quietly than I used to think.
Maybe it grows in small choices.
In short prayers.
In small acts of patience.
In obeying even when the moment seems unimportant.
I still do not think I have big faith.
But I think I understand now that big faith has to start somewhere.
For me, maybe it starts here.
With one small act of obedience.
And then another.
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