Wednesday, April 6, 2011


You are Big

Maker of stars so enormous

Earth appears as a speck of dust

Designer of galaxies beyond our reach

Sculptor of mountains too high for me to summit


You are Big.

But today it is your smallness
That steals my breath
And fills me with awe
And sends me to my knees.

You are small.
Your signature stamped on the minutest cell

Aware of each hair upon my head,
Your tiny jar
Collecting every,
     individual tear that






Small enough to know our hearts,
You see

I am not lost on this speck of dust
I am known.
You saw my Micah,
Lost to me before she was big enough to see
But not lost to You who held her in Your hand and ushered her to Your side
The day she flew to be with

Where can I go from your Spirit?
Where can I flee from your presence?


You are small.


Amanda MacB said...

This speaks powerfully, and I can relate, as a miscarriage survivor. Even three years and two babies later, the sadness never completely goes away. blessings.

Carrie Van Horn said...

I to am a miscarriage survivor, this beautiful poem speaks volumes, and captures hope in our loss....God does have the whole world in his hands, as the old song says. I love this poem Becky!

Heather Mattern said...

Beautiful raw words. I have been here, it hurts but you are right God is BIG! Prayers!

Brian Miller said...

lovely verse...i am rather fond of the small touches myself...and turning very personal in the end you touched my <3

keLi said...

you describe the truth behind loss so poignantly here. what a comfort, in grief, to know that He is small, with us.

Joybird said...

precious and intimate...thank you

Brandee Shafer said...

Here from Emily's, and I love this. God is in the big and small. Thanks for choosing not to waste your hurt.

life or something like it said...

Where can I go from your Spirit?
Where can I flee from your presence?

You are small.

there is power written here.

Rachel said...

What a wonderful way you have put the mysteries of God. I also like how you structured the wording, and what a comfort to know he stores our tears in a jar. May you heal and be healed as you reach out to others.

eloranicole said...

"but today it is your smallness that steals my breath."

wow. this in beautiful.

SL Burlhis said...

I really like this piece.

Kati patrianoceu said...

This really is so beautiful, beautiful enough to make me want to cry: big and small at the same time! :)

Craig said...

I heart heart heart how God is so big – and so small. I’ve never really read anyone else writing it out as I’ve thought it. Thank you – I feel far less insecure now (◠‿◠). And I really hearted the

God bless you and keep you – and all of yours Becky.

Mommy Emily said...

becky... i am so touched, so touched by this... it's as though God wrote through you, such holy, here... what a heart you have. and thank you, for your thoughtful comments on my post: i agree with you, and i love the Jesus storybook reference--we read it every night after supper. love you.

alittlebitograce said...

Heartwrenchingly beautiful.

HisFireFly said...

Yes, He not only holds, but cherishes each and every tear.

So BIG, so small. So amazing is HE