Yesterday I had the incredible privilege of seeing Lake Itasca and the headwaters of the mighty Mississippi River. We waded across! It was narrower than my kitchen. I picked a penny off the bottom.
For our honeymoon nearly 25 years ago, we went to New Orleans, and there I saw the Mississippi River broadly, majestically sweeping into the Gulf of Mexico. It is wide and strong there -- not to be messed with.
And so as I slipped out of my shoes yesterday, and rolled up my capris to go wading, I could not forget the admonishment to not despise the day of small things.
John Paton, William Carey, William Wilberforce, John Calvin and John Piper were all once bawling babies with running noses. Their fathers and mothers were not famous but they were faithful, and God blessed.
Let us not grow weary in well-doing.