When the Lord Jesus was here, it was said of Him, “A bruised reed shall He not break, and smoking flax shall He not quench.” Isn’t that lovely? A bruised reed of what account is it? He will not break it. That blessed, gentle Man would not break that bruised reed. And smoking flax that is a lamp with a flaxen wick. It is smoking not giving much light. He will not quench it not put it out. He will tenderly remove the crust and coax it back until it gives light.
God does not despise weakness. Saints of God, do not surrender and give yourselves up to indifference because you have little gift or because there are only a few. Numbers do not count with God; they do not. Go through the life of the blessed Lord Jesus and see how often you find His ministry to one individual; He was not too busy to sit down and spend an hour with some lone individual man or woman. He was not too big a Man to listen to little children. That blessed Man went up and down the pathways of Galilee, and, except for that little trip up around Tyre and Sidon, so far as I know, He was never out of that country, save as a babe in His mother’s arms. He was not too busy for the small things of life.
C. H. Brown (Gems From My Reading)