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Through Heaven's Eyes

The animated movie the Prince of Egypt has one of my favorite songs in it, sung by one of my favorite singers, Brian Stokes Mitchell, and written by one of my favorite composers, Stephen Schwartz.  From the time the movie came out in 1998, it touched me in a way that I continue to remember it during the difficult times I have, when I wonder if I am doing anything that makes much of a difference at all.

A single thread in a tapestry, though it's color brightly shines, can never see it's purpose in the pattern of the grand design. I cannot accurately describe how often I tell myself that I am only one person.  That the things I do are so minimal or unimportant in the grand scheme of things.  This has served a destructive purpose of allowing me to often feel like I am not as worthwhile as others that I know that seem more talented, beautiful, intelligent, or in any other way fabulous than I am.

A lake of gold in a desert sand is less than a cool fresh spring. And to one lost sheep a shepard boy is greater than the richest king. Have you ever had an experience where someone said or did something that was exactly what you needed to have happen in the precise moment that you needed it?  I have
experienced such a thing many times.  Moments when friends have reached out right when I have felt I could not handle any more, or words of wisdom that have crossed my path right when I needed them to.  I know that a well timed I love you is far more valuable than any gift I could receive.

Should a man lose everything he owns, has he truly lost his worth?  Or is it the beginning of a new and brighter birth? About five years ago, I lost a job I loved and began to awake to the reality that I would also be losing my marriage.  I had moments where I had really felt I had lost my worth, everything I had worked for, and everything I was.  I had no idea how to pick up the pieces of my shattered life and start all over.  The darkness that I felt was truly terrifying, and even thinking about some of the late nights I spent feeling such a loss of hope give me more fear than any horror story could possibly convey.  Hindsight is a beautiful gift, however.  Five years later I have seen how many wonderful people I have standing by me.  I have been able to find a job that brings me more joy than I could possibly imagine.  I have moved forward in many aspects of my life, from writing theatre reviews to furthering my education to becoming a more happy person.  I do feel I had a new and brighter birth, but I would not have believed it during the dark times.

No life can escape being blown about by the winds of change and chance.  And though you'll never know all the steps, you must learn to join the dance. There are many things I have avoided in my life because I have been afraid of change, failure, or the unknown.  There have also been many things I have chosen to try because I didn't want to sit on the sidelines and watch others experience things I was to afraid to try.  I may never be the most beautiful, intelligent, or talented person.  But I am glad that many times I do decide to join the dance. I am grateful for those who encourage me to join the dance.  I hope that whatever tapestry my single thread is a part of is helping others learn to join the dance.

Look at your life through heaven's eyes.  

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