This morning, I did some "home surgery" on my foot.
A few weeks ago, I took a splinter on the bottom of my foot here in the Rectory. When I took my sock off, I saw a sliver of wood sticking out of my foot. I took it out by hand, and thought I was done. I was wrong.
It's been bugging me for about two weeks now. Not bad, but just enough that I always knew something was still there. Finally this morning after my shower, with bright sunlight coming through my window giving me the perfect light for home surgery, I decided to go exploring in my foot. There it was. Amazing how a half-centimeter sliver of wood could make itself known every time I took a step.
The moral of the story: Sometimes what we think is insignificant is significant. Sometimes what we have dismissed as being just a small moment of our life is a big thing to our psyche.
Take care of the little things, and you'll feel better. I know I do.