When we moved into our new house five years ago, it was brand new. I remember the first time I saw our new house. I fell in love. I shrieked in joy when we pulled up, ran a few laps around my new domain, and then laid in the living room for a good ten minutes to soak it all in. I was in the honeymoon stage with my new abode.
You know how you fall out of the honeymoon stage? When you begin noticing the faults of your spouse more than the reasons you fell in love with them? My house soon made its faults clear. Ever since we moved in, it seems like things have been falling apart. The toilet paper holders fall off about twice a month, the knob in my shower fell off, the stopper in my sink got stuck in the “up” position, the closet door wouldn’t open, and the strings to open my curtains fall off almost nightly. Not to mention we have had windows broken by both golf balls and ducks. Either we are extremely rough on our home, or it was not built with the finest wisdom. I’d like the think it was the latter.
I don’t mean to say we live in a bad house, because we don’t. It’s beautiful, it has lovely stonework outside, a big front door, floor to ceiling windows, a kitchen that has everything I could wish for, vaulted ceilings in my room, and it can handle one heck of a Christmas tree thanks to the tall ceilings in the living room. I love my house. My point is that someone missed some of the finer details of the house. Someone overlooked the little things.
Maybe it would have been better to choose a toilet paper holder that stays in place. Just a minor detail. Putting a heat detector right above our convection oven probably wasn’t the smartest idea. Just a minor detail. I would have liked to have a drain in my shower that doesn’t clog at the sight of one hair. Just a minor detail. Being able to open my blinds with ease would be preferable. Just a minor detail.
My life is good. I have a great family, I am blessed with the opportunity to go to an amazing university, I have wonderful friends at school, I have never been in want. I have an overwhelmingly blessed and abundant life. The creator of my life did a thorough job. The difference between God and the builders of my house is found in the minor details.
My creator cares about each and every little thing about my life. There is no minor, subtle, or petty detail of my life that evades God’s thought. Yes, he has given me all the big, noticeable, good things in my life, but He has created and designed my life to the deepest and most intimate level. He cares that my feelings were hurt by a nasty customer, he cares that I am nervous about an upcoming test, he cares that I am lonely. God is not willing to settle for a crappy toilet paper holder or a dysfunctional drainage system when it comes to our lives. It is good to know he pays attention to the minor details.
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