Teacups in the Jungle

Life stories from a missionary mama

The view from our house. 

If you were sitting outside my front door, sitting on the bench on our little deck; this is the view you would see. I think it is beautiful. The trees are always green and the sounds are so peaceful, (except for maybe the dogs and the chickens and an odd motorbike or two). The view of this mountain can look totally different on any given day, depending on the time of day, where the light is shining and of course depending on the weather. The “ever-changing look” only adds to the beauty and anticipation of each glance out of the window. Everyday, there is an opportunity to capture the beauty of creation, as set in place by our great God. Off in the distance, is a mountain and for me, this is the best part of the view. Today, (as in many other moments in my days), I am thankful for this view. 
However, this mountain has become more to me than just a beautiful scene; it is a reminder of God’s greatness and my smallness. I cannot even tell you how many mornings I have been scurrying around in the kitchen, getting breakfast ready for my family, texting with a friend in town, thinking over an email I have just read, replying to said email in my head, thinking of what needs to get done today….and then I open the front door…and stop. This view. So many mornings, I have taken a seat right there on the deck and just sat and looked at this very scene before me. Inside my little house I can get so taken up with all the needs around me and before me and everything can start to pile up, feeling big and overwhelming. But, out on the deck, looking at this mountain, in light of the world and all of creation, I am so small and I am reminded my God is so big. 

Psalm 8:3-4
When I consider thy heavens, the work of thy fingers, the moon and the stars, which thou hast ordained; what is man, that thou art mindful of him?

When we think of creation and all that God had done and how He is keeping our whole world existing, moment by moment; I am in awe that He sees me. Little me, sitting on a bench out in the middle of a jungle, worried about an email, or feeling overwhelmed with my to-do list. He sees me! Not only does He see me; He cares about me. 
So often, as I sit out on the deck, a tiny little beautifully “clothed” and colored little bird will fly by. The kalamansi tree, right outside our window, seems to be a favorite with the little yellow hummingbirds. Such a tiny little creature and yet without a worry in the world, it flits and flies from tree to tree, hovering right there in mid air. 
Matthew 6:25-27
For this reason I say to you, do not be worried about your life, as to what you will eat or what you will drink; nor for your body, as to what you will put on. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothing? Look at the birds of the air, that they do not sow, nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not worth much more than they? And who of you by being worried can add a single hour to his life?

Our great magnificent and powerful God who placed each star in the sky and knows them by name; He sees me on this quiet Saturday morning, sitting on my bench. As I seek to make sense of my day  and wanting more than anything, to do His will. There is no point in worrying about all the things ahead of me, or around me; God holds it all in His hands. He who holds the stars in place, has given me this day. He has given me my place in this world, no matter how small; so that I may give Him glory and praise. 
Today, I am thankful to have this mountain as my view. 
It reminds me; I am small. My faith, may even be small (think mustard seed). But, when placed in the hands of our great God, the opportunities for His glory are endless (think mountain moving!). Not because of who I am, but because of who He is.
As I take a deep breath and get up from my little bench, I come back into my home, my own little world, with a changed perspective. I am not so hurried or frazzled about the emails and the to-do-lists. They will get done, one thing at a time and I can even sing along the way, because I have a great God who cares for me. And, He cares for you. 
With love from the jungle today, 
Philippa. 

PS: I am realizing that I am incapable of writing short blog posts. 🙂 

One thought on “A Month of Thanksgiving – Day 3

  1. cup-noob1110 says:

    Love your blog, your photos and the length of your posts.
    It's such an inspiration to me.

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