Once upon a time there was a squirrel named Bushy. He was a fine little squirrel, but as he grew older everyone began to notice a change in him. All he cared about was gathering nuts. Every day you could hear his voice ringing through the forest: “Gotta get more nuts! Gotta get more nuts!”
“This story is about greed, a lot of Jesus’s parables are. But it is also about the unseen people in the story: Who grew the crops, who would build the barns, why does the man have no one to talk to?”
Having finally wrapped my brain around the impossible goodness of our Lord, I decided I owed it to Him to wear a cross.
I clutter my home with love. Well, things really. But they are icons of love – hard to let go of and yet…it is time to simplify. It is time “to small” my life. Small should be a verb.