Getting the right angle
At 8:18 tonight, I grip my knife and stare at
squares. I’m prepping for an event for which I’ve
designed a kind of “pixel” motif, where colored squares of various sizes will
be affixed to the scribing that I do.
I’ll draw on some of them. Letter
on others. Some will just go up as a
color accent.
I spent much of today
building and lettering a large sign.
Along the way, I spray-mounted colored paper onto board and carefully
cut out a small and varied army of squares – way more than I’ll need. But that’s the fun: finding which one will
fit the moment and make it into the official, artistic record.
Throughout today, an obscure Scripture verse
has been nudging my brain:
These are the sons of Bithiah,
the daughter of Pharaoh, whom Mered married… (1 Chronicles 4:17)
I warned you it was
obscure! A few days ago, I was reading
through the genealogies in the beginning of Chronicles and found this. And I thought: here is an untold story! Some
guy named Mered wedded a daughter of the
Pharoah of Egypt! How do we not know
more about this? Like the ancestor I
found in my family’s records described as “killed by Indians,” or Arthur Conan Doyle's
off-handed reference in a Sherlock story to the "giant rat of
Sumatra," it begs for more
information.
But it was more
important to God that we know how Mered and his children fit into the flow of
the history of his people. The royal
wife is an afterthought. And so God
chooses what stories from our lives will ultimately fit into the larger context
of his heavenly kingdom.

I often think wrongly about all this. I focus
on my big achievements – the work that I’ve done, the classes I’ve taught, change
that I’ve led. But those “squares” may
not be the ones that God celebrates.
Jesus reminds us that our Father, “who sees what is done in secret, will
reward you.”
It’s not that big
things – I like to think that I married royalty, too – don’t matter. It’s that small things do, too. A spontaneous prayer. A kind word.
A cup of cold water.
There’s no kindness
done in the name of Jesus, no matter how small, that isn’t noticed by God. And ultimately squared away for his glory.
Father, we give you all our
deeds, large and small, and trust that you will use them in your wisdom to make
something beautiful. Let our lives add
to your kingdom’s mosaic!
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