My husband and I took our family to our friend’s ranch for the first part of our Thanksgiving vacation. Yesterday, as my kids played with the goats, dogs, chickens and other animals, their shoes became muddy.
When I saw the mud-cakes shoes, I knew right away that I would be cleaning them that night. My mind sees these small details, and though they seem minuscule to some, I know how important the small details are to the larger picture.
As I smacked the shoes together, grassed mixed mud flying every which way, I had to smile. Jesus had already prepared to show up in this detail of my life before it even happened. That morning I flipped my Bible to the Book of Luke. I read how a group of women, including Mary Magdalene, Joanna, Mary the mother of James, had found Jesus in the small details of life.
The women noticed that Jesus’ body wasn’t cleaned properly for burial, and they prepared to take care of that detail—a detail that may have been lost in the light of the bigger picture of our Savior’s death. Others overlooked this detail, but not the women, and Jesus showed Himself mightily in it.
“And the women who had come with Him from Galilee followed after, and they observed the tomb and how His body was laid. Then they returned and prepared spices and fragrant oils. And they rested on the Sabbath according to the commandment” (Luke 23 55-56 NKJV).
They had observed the detail of Jesus’ body, and they knew right away that they would be taking care of it.
After I got the thick mud off my kids’ shoes, I walked over to the barn where the water hose was located. I sprayed the shoes gently with water, rubbing the dirt off with my hands. I thought of the women going to the tomb, determined to take care of the detail of Jesus’ body. How would they move the rock that covered the tomb? Their thoughts were on the details, so God would have to take care of the rest.
But Jesus’ body wasn’t there. Another women had already taken care of the detail, anointing His body with expensive oil for his burial. The disciples had complained because they thought the money was being wasted. They didn’t realize Jesus would be dying soon, but Jesus knew God was preparing Him for death. God was already in the details, and the woman who responded to God’s call would be remembered for eternity.
“For in pouring this fragrant oil on My body, she did it for My burial. Assuredly, I say to you, wherever this gospel is preached in the whole world, what this woman has done will also be told as a memorial to her” (Matthew 26.12-13 NKJV).
Instead of cleaning Jesus’ body, the women who gathered to respond to the detail got to experience the first proclamation of His resurrection. The angels appeared to them and exclaimed that He had risen! The women ran in their excitement, joy and awe, and they were the first to tell the world about the Good News: JESUS IS ALIVE!
“And it happened, as they were greatly perplexed about this, that behold, two men stood by them in shining garments. Then, as they were afraid and bowed their faces to the earth, they said to them, “Why do you seek the living among the dead? He is not here, but is risen! Remember how He spoke to you when He was still in Galilee, saying, ‘The Son of Man must be delivered into the hands of sinful men, and be crucified, and the third day rise again’” (Luke 24.4-7 NKJV).
I finally put my kids’ shoes on a tree stump to dry. I had accomplished the detail set before me. My kids would be able to run and play another day in their shoes. But more importantly, Jesus showed up powerfully in the details of my life. There is nothing too small that He does not notice. In fact, I think Jesus likes to show off in the details of life because a serving heart can be found there. The women at Jesus tomb found Jesus in the details, and so did I.
So this Thanksgiving, as we focus on serving others with the small details that make up our day, we can joyfully thank Jesus for being with us. He can be found in every detail of our lives, and in each moment we can proclaim the Good News that JESUS IS ALIVE!
I value all the small details that God gives me because I know they make up the fullness of His movements in my life. Jesus calls me to clean my family’s muddy shoes and to write words for His glory. He notices both details equally!