We’re just a drop in the bucket, as if that’s meaningless.
But we say, “No, wait a minute. If you have a bucket, those raindrops fill it up very fast. Being a drop in the bucket is magnificent.”
The problem is we cannot see the bucket.
Our work is helping people see that there is a bucket.
There are all these people all over the world who are creating this bucket of hope.
And so our drops are incredibly significant.
~Frances Moore Lappe from Hope Dies Last
How great is God—beyond our understanding!
The number of his years is past finding out.
He draws up the drops of water,
which distill as the mist to rain;
the clouds pour down their moisture
and abundant showers fall on mankind.
The best buckets are rubber, not hard plastic. They are more forgiving and flexible and can handle a fair amount of equine abuse.
One of my jobs on the farm is to keep all buckets full, and so less likely to be the target of entertainment and abuse. It takes all those drops of water together to provide what the horse must have to quench their thirst as well as to protect the bucket itself so it will survive to be filled another day.
I can never forget: each bucket of hope starts with just one drop in the bucket, the beginning of a magnificent abundance.