Doing My Best
I cannot fathom eternity.
So I wash the dishes from dinner.
I cannot comprehend the vastness of the universe and galaxies.
So, I read another story to my child.
I catch glimpses of how insubstantial I am, like a mote of dust floating on a sunbeam.
So I pay my bills and go to work.
I love my family and pray to my God.
I listen to a friend crying over the phone.
I bring a hot meal to my elderly neighbor and maybe visit for a bit.
No, I cannot understand, much less control, the infinity of the stars and time and space.
But I can do my best to touch the lives of those around me in a meaningful way, with love, respect, and kindness.
I give the rest to God
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