The Little Things

The little things, so they say. The little things. The little things, like a butterfly flapping its wings. Today, I believe in the little things. The Chaos Theory is the concept that a butterfly flapping its wings in Texas causes a hurricane in northern India three months later; or maybe that "one flap of a seagull's wings would be enough to alter weather patterns forever". The idea that even a little thing like the wings flapping can have massive consequences. In a way, I feel sorry for the butterflies. They must have such psychological problems after being told things like that. But it also makes me think about other things. It makes me believe that Little Things are all we have. Tomorrow, when you wake up, what are you going to do? Are you going to leap out of bed and throw open the curtains? Will you make your own breakfast? Will you skip breakfast completely? Will you give the old man on the street corner some change? Will you toss your can in the recycle bin, the litter bin, or the gutter? The problem with not having God (if you see it as a problem) is that the little things actually become more - not less - important. If there isn't a Grand Plan, then each decision you make is one you can make correctly or incorrectly. There might not be a saving grace around the corner. The little things, so they say. Always with the little things. But have faith in the little things. Little do the hurricanes know that their foundation is made of butterflies and seagulls.