The man who held crowds spellbound and fed the thousands, came to do great things. Yet he never lost sight of the importance of the little, the few, the seemingly insignificant. He always saw the individual. Always cared for the one in front of him, even little children.
Christ was called to great things, yet his greatest work was among the few.
He chose only 12 to become his apostles. But those 12 turned the world upside down.
Only a few ordinary women supported his ministry and saw to his needs. But those few displayed great courage and loyalty in staying by the cross, following their Master to the end.
He reached out to the Samaritan woman, to the lepers, the outcasts of society. And such nearly unseen sacrificial love and care has brought hope and encouragement to millions around the world.
He stopped to heal just one, calmed storms for the few, imparted deep teaching to a mere handful.
Though called to greatness, Christ never despised the little things.
And God calls us to greatness too. To the greatness of being his children. The greatness of knowing him, walking with him, and becoming more like him. The greatness of serving him, even if we remain unseen, unproclaimed, forgotten.
Knowing that greatness (especially his) often shines best through the small and insignificant.
Whoever receives this child in my name receives me, and whoever receives me receives him who sent me. For he who is least among you all is the one who is great (Luke 9:48).