This song reflects thoughts about God being a micro manager as well as a macro manager.
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Story behind the song
I have lots of song ideas and songs in various stages of being written and re-written. This is one I finally finished.
Lyrics
Small Things
by Susan Cantey (c) 2005
Sleeping bags 'neath a starry sky,
Cricket songs filling the night,
God seems far away,
Till I hear my daughter pray,
Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray the Lord my soul to keep.
My God's in the small things,
A prayer when a child speaks,
Roses in the evening,
Or a warm summer breeze,
When life overwhelms me,
He sends small mercies,
If I wonder where God has been,
I can find Him in the small things.
The sun comes up, a new day starts,
Dawn doesn't wait for broken hearts,
Picking flowers; skipping stones,
Watching the ants as they scurry home,
A little girl laughs and tosses her hair,
I look in her eyes and see her daddy there.
My God's in the small things,
A prayer when a child speaks,
Roses in the evening,
Or a warm summer breeze,
When life overwhelms me,
He sends small mercies,
If I wonder where God has been,
I can find Him in the small things.
A grain of sand becomes a pearl,
Drops of water form a waterfall,
Notes on a page: a symphony,
And God uses a small voice, when He talks to me.
My God's in the small things,
A prayer when a child speaks,
Roses in the evening,
Or a warm summer breeze,
When life overwhelms me,
He sends small mercies,
If I wonder where God has been,
I can find Him in the small things.
I wonder where God has been,
Then find Him in the small things.