L I T T L E

 

 

 

 

In a delicate wisp, sands are moved;

By the whispering tongue, nations absorbed;

Through the strength of a vine,

Stones are invaded, broken and cast down.

Little may be the cause,

But great is the consequence.

 

An ember burns mighty and unconquerable forests,

While a wave burrows through rock,

A single fruit produces many harvests to come,

And a single man and woman populate the world.

Little is too much to comprehend.

Little is turned to might.

 

God is too big in deeds to realize,

But little by little are His tools.

So bless the Lord and praise His name.

Little in our eyes is a tool of God at work.

 

Allow the little things to grow into greatness of the Lord.

Little may be the cause,

But great is the consequence.

 

                                                                                                                    Selah   

Little by Ronhales                                                                                                                                                                      1 Timothy 3:16

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