THE GOD OF LITTLE THINGS

2 KINGS 5:8-14 Speaks of Naman, the commander of Syrian army, who is suffering from Leprosy. Having heard of the Prophet of Israel who could heal him he takes a letter from the Syrian king to Israel and so on…Interestingly the king of Israel is perplexed..and distressed when he learns that Naman has come to him for a cure.

Hearing of the king’s distress Elisha conveys to the king that Naman may be send to him for healing..Naman along with his chariots and horse arrives at Elisha’s door. Elisha sends a messenger to him saying ” Go and wash in the Jordan seven times and your flesh shall be restored and you shall be clean”.

Naman expected Elisha would come out and with open arms cry out to God to heal the lepper.  He just felt insulted and says ” are not Abana  and Pharpar, the rivers of Damascus better than all the waters of Israel…….

Its Naman’s servant who slows down Naman’s rage and asks him to consider the simple request. Naman yields and dips seven time in river Jordan to be completely healed and be tender like a baby.

Isn’t this just what happens in our lives too? We see this in 1 Kings 19:11-13 too..  The Lord who’s not there in the  a great and powerful wind Nor  the earthquake Nor in the fire – He was there as a gentle Whisper.

Today the little things that the Lord brings to us and the humble presence in the Eucharist is often not seen by us. We await the show, which may just not happen. He is the on who asked us “Be still and know that I am God”. Psalm 46:10.

Slow down, pause for his little whispers and enjoy his mighty presence. He is Love. A Love that’s so boundless that it could humble itself to come in search of what he created, that he may raise them up to his holy presence. A love that could humble himself to shrink into a piece of conceivable bread and a drop of wine so that he could live right within us and be a part of every cell in us.

O God, you are my God-
it is you I seek!
For you my body yearns;
for you my soul thirsts,
In a land parched, lifeless,
and without water.
I look to you in the sanctuary
to see your power and glory.
For your love is better than life;
my lips shall ever praise you!
I will bless you as long as I live;
I will lift up my hands, calling on your name.
My soul shall be sated as with choice food,
with joyous lips my mouth shall praise you!
I think of you upon my bed,
I remember you through the watches of the night
You indeed are my savior,
and in the shadow of your wings I shout for joy.

(Psalm 63)

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