As I sit on my tiny piece of the universe, I feel gravity pulling me down. I am but a speck. How is it that my life has any meaning in the vastness that we live in? The crazy thing is that it matters. I matter. I may not matter to you or even know you, but at the end of the day I matter to someone. The people closest to me would say that they could not bare to think of life without me in it. So, I, this blond hair, blue eyed, 5'6", 28 year old woman matter.
I was never asked by God what I should look like or what my personality should be. I can't take credit for any of the things that I had nothing to do with. I do, on the other hand, have a responsibility to the type of person I would like to become.
I have navigated many roads in my 28 years. Some of these journeys have been of self-discover - unsure of what it is that I stood for I soaked up perspective and life from others. The particular journey that I am on in this very moment, I believe, is of self-awareness. I am finally becoming aware of the woman I am called to be and deeply desire to be.
Stepping into this role is still very much about the people around me. I am no longer timid about what I believe or who I want to be, but who I become is greatly affected by the world around me.
So as I sit - a speck - I am fully aware of how insignificant and significant I am.
-Peace
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