Not all of us can do great things. But we can do small things with great love.
This quote, apparently wrongly attributed to Mother Theresa, remains one of my favourites. It doesn’t matter who actually said it – it remains a valid and validating statement.
I can’t, for example, paint a masterpiece. But I can create art for handmade birthday cards, the image usually one I think will have some extra meaning for the person receiving it.
I will never write a best-seller. But my first novel has been enjoyed by quite a few people, and has been well reviewed.
I will never be a master chef, but I can create meals from scratch that are enjoyed by friends and family.
I am no design guru or master renovator, but I have mudded and caulked and painted and wallpapered and laid tile with care to help create a home we love.
At the end of my career I received a provincial award for contributions in my field of education, completely unexpectedly. I had never done anything huge, just a lot of small things over many years.
In a recent article in the New York Times, OpEd writer David Brooks asked readers how they found purpose in life. He writes “a surprising number of people found their purpose by… pursuing the small, happy life.”
Small things with great love. Words to live by, at least for me.