sometimes i am astonished by how many people there truly are in this world. just when i think that somehow i could get my mind around it, the numbers overwhelm and perplex me once again. and just as there are bodies, there are souls...hearts....to be won or lost, built up or broken. it's a crazy, crazy thing.

and here i am, one person, out of millions. MILLIONS. and it's easy to feel like the whole world revolves around me and my problems, my pains, my joys. it's so easy for each of us...all of us...to feel that way. and yet it doesn't revolve around me. not at all. i'm dust. i'm a breath. i'm a wisp.

BUT (and this is the heart of the matter at hand) i'm important. i'm incredibly important to the Maker of the universe, to my friends, to those who love and miss me when i'm gone from them.

this is a simple truth. no one will give me a medal for realizing this. and no one should.

but i forget sometimes. and sometimes i need to remember....for whatever the reason. today, it's because i'm lonely and longing for something i don't yet have. i'm wanting a place - a time - that my feeble mind cannot bear to conceive. i want to know that i'm worth that time. i want to know that i'll make it to that time.

i want to know that someone else is wanting to meet me there. not all of the world.

just one.