Small?

This is an excellent article from desiringgod .It really captures what I've been thinking a lot about recently- the risk of our lives being 'small'. We serve a great God, we have the most incredible news to tell people, there is so much need everywhere you look, be that in the East or the West. But it is so easy to get taken up with the mundane, the small, this world. This article (by Ray Ortlund) speaks into this:

Sunday Soccer and Small Christianity

Reading the New Testament, I see that Christianity is many things. But one thing it isn’t: a weekend option between soccer practices. I am not against soccer practices or weekend pastimes. But I do believe that real Christianity is a compelling power so great it gets us beyond such small calculations. The early Christians were caught up into something from beyond this world, something gloriously all-encompassing. Real Christianity is massive. But is that our Christianity?

Christian conversion is not God sprinkling his pixie-dust blessing on our typical routines. It is a paradigm shift for the whole of our lives, with new categories and new capacities. We see this throughout the New Testament.

Ephesians 3:14–19 is one representative sample. Paul prays three requests for all Christians everywhere:

I bow my knees before the Father, from whom every family in heaven and on earth is named, that according to the riches of his glory he may grant you to be strengthened with power through his Spirit in your inner being, so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith — that you, being rooted and grounded in love, may have strength to comprehend with all the saints what is the breadth and length and height and depth, and to know the love of Christ that surpasses knowledge, that you may be filled with all the fullness of God.

(The rest of the article can be found here. It ends like this:) 

So let’s face the hard question: Comparing our American Christianity today with what we read about in the New Testament, are we Christians? Is our Christianity today something Christ himself would identify as Christian? Or are we treating God’s feast as a garnish on the side? And if our consciences find these questions unsettling, then in honesty let’s admit it.

True Christianity begins here: “God, be merciful to me, a sinner” (Luke 18:13). God is calling every one of us small, broken, petty sinners into the greatest love in the universe. Do we mind being swept up into that, even at the cost of next weekend’s soccer practice?