Wonderfully and Fearfully Made

Masterpiece

Why should one matter

One individual

When there are thousands

Millions?

In the grand scheme of things

How important is one life

Would the world

Not be just the same

Without it?

Like a beach

Minus one grain of sand;

An ocean

Minus one drop of water;

A field

Minus a single blade of grass;

Surely only one

Would not be missed

In the big picture?

And yet –

Each grain of sand,

Drop of water

And blade of grass

Was formed so intricately;

Every sparrow in the field

Was created purposefully

One by one.

In this way

Each one of us

On this earth

Is fearfully and wonderfully made

In the very image of God;

He knows the number of hairs on my head

He knit me together

In my mother’s womb …

There is no person quite like another

There never was

And never will be

Another you

Or another me.

So yes,

We matter,

Each one of us,

Infinitely and incomparably;

No matter how big the crowd

Each one

Is God’s most precious child,

His masterpiece.