the little things.

check me all techied out. w00t. thanks to jbomb for the scandalous attire haha.

this weekend has been a reminder of the importance of the little things. in a world where everything must be bigger and better and faster and stronger and more megapixels, i think we now have a rarity of the little things. and i remember from kemp's microeconomics class that the less of something there is, the greater it is prized when found. face it little children, we love the little things.

it's the random facebook message.
it's the letter in the mail saying im praying for you.
it's the phone call.
it's the stick of chapstick.
it's the door held open for you.
it's the listening ear when you need it.
it's the single pink rose.
it's the person who shows they care when you never knew they did.
it's the cancelled class.
it's the hand running up and down your back at 7 am.

at the end of the day, it's not about the number of megapixels you have, the capacity of your hardrive in gigabytes, its not about how much horsepower your packing, how many bedrooms you have, or your gpa.

it's about those little things.

by the same token, its the little things that destroy us. the little sip of the drink we thought was wine which now becomes a poison to ourselves, a small sampling of something that was supposed to be good, but turned oh so ugly faster than anyone could see it coming. it's not about the huge knock down drag out fights, it's once again those little things that destroy us.

it's the broken promise.
it's the unspoken actions with another.
it's the time you were late and you didn't call and she was worried sick about you.
it's the one kiss.
it's the one lie.
it's the three minutes when you forgot who you were and Who's you were.
it's the hidden dissatisfaction with another.
it's the one little secret.
it's the hidden meaning of what you say.

while advertising, pop culture, the media at large and our everyday environment might attempt to convince us otherwise, life is not about the big things. the big things are those we pay the extra $29.95 for and get the Gold Promise Extended 2-Year Warranty for. the big things break, run out of juice and sit forgotten in the back of the basement.

but oh those little things. they make you feel alive. they make you feel important. they make you feel loved. they reside in the eyes of God Himself. they get under your skin. they make you cry. they make you feel pain you never thought existed.

that is what the little things can do to you.

remember remember remember oh please remember the little things.


p.s. to the mr postman: i cannot help you i cannot make it go away, the best i can do for you is feed you a corny five for fighting song lyric ("when nothing's left, everything is gained") and be just a phone call away.