It’s easy to do the small things in life. They do take discipline, but they are also pretty easy.
I’m old enough now to see how the small things I’ve done have made a difference. There was a time I took some teenagers running. It was a great morning for a run. There had recently been a brush fire that cleared almost all of the bushes that made some of the terrain otherwise unaccessible.
We took off.
We ran by bison along the trail and when we hit the scorched earth our feet were wonderfully padded by fresh layers of ash. It was a blast.
One of the young men in the group attributed that experience to helping him love to run. Running was how he met a cute girl. Now that cute girl is his wife.
It wasn’t much at the time. It was just a fun opportunity to go for a run. I didn’t know how it made a difference until the wedding reception.
Yesterday at church I brought some post-it notes. Prior to services starting I shared the post-its with some of the children in the congregation and asked them to write “I’m glad you’re here today” and put it in the Sacrament Hymn (the song prior to taking the Sacrament [communion]).
It was fun to see faces light up. First of the kids as they were hiding the post-its in the books. Second of the families who enjoyed a nice message as part of their preparation for the sacrament.
It’s a small thing.
Small things are a good way to make a difference.