Wes’ last words to me, for he was the husband who encouraged me, immediately came to mind. My thoughts turned to consideration of the brevity of life, the importance of everyone that we encounter, and the significance of the seemingly insignificant Sundays that pile one on top of another.
It reminds me of Jesus’ words: “The kingdom of heaven is like yeast that a woman took and mixed into about sixty pounds of flour until it worked all through the dough” (Matthew 13:33).
Yeast is unseen, unappreciated, and hardly noticeable. The Kingdom of God grows in unseen, surprising ways–in fact that is the only way the Kingdom of God grows. It is grown precisely because a seed fell to the ground and died, so that other fruit might grow. Jesus is the seed that died that we might enjoy His fruits, that we might enjoy the riches of His Kingdom.
We can easily be discouraged in service and love when it seems like our sacrifices make so little difference, when our “little deaths” of giving ourselves for the sake of others makes no obvious difference. The story of Wesley reminds me that my, that our works, as the people of God is not in vain, for God chooses the unseen and subtle things in life to bring growth.
Family, labor on trusting Jesus to do great work in the unseen ways of service. Remember Wesley and love trusting God works through all that we offer others in the name of Jesus.