What is your worth to the world? What makes you other than sand? What did you add to the effort to keep the stars shining and spinning?
“Well, I was always trying to help a lessor one!”
Common, many millions before ye!
I tried to help every child crying, lost, alone…
“Also common. Do you really think there has been no one before you to love the children?”
Well, there is this. I knew every time I met someone better than me, helpful to me, a gift to the world, where I was in the world, and I would transfer down any love, help, or abundance I got to anyone below me.
God paused. An eye towards the heaven, a finger pointed at my heart, a hand surrounding the earth and it said,
“So you gave thanks for the people in your life, without jealousy, judgment, or recrimination?”
Yes, I did.
Unless they were assholes. The same assholes you wiped off the face of the earth billions of times.
I gave thanks to the wonderful people I knew.
A secret for God.
I knew a lot of wonderful people.
Too many to count.
Thank you, God.