Even the least of us must do our part…

How often do you run into an Einstein, Beethoven or Karl Barth? Someone has said such people are like four-leaf clovers, but what really keeps the pastures green, the cows fed, and the bees happy is the vastly more numerous ordinary, run-of-the-mill, three-leaf variety.*

I’ve got my “skill set,” but no one would tell me I’m gonna be one of the greats. Not gonna cure cancer, not gonna save the children, not gonna win the Nobel prize, walk the red carpet, or sit at the head table. No, I’m more of a background color, the beige to your bronze, the pale pink to your magenta, the salmon to your cherry red.

I’m what makes you stand out, what fills you up, what grounds your lift off. I’m there if you need me. That’s what I was made for.

I’m nothing by myself, but together, we’re everything.