We are like pebbles thrown in a pond, one by one or by the handful. We all make our ripples, each of us. Some ripples are large, some are little, some make waves, some are barely noticed, and some ripples change the world. The ripples flow and ebb, back and forth, flowing together, separation, dividing. Can you tell which one is yours? Can you tell which one is best? Whose is worthy, whose not? Whose right, whose wrong? We all make ripples, each of us. Every one of us is unique, every one of us is valuable, Every one of us is holy.
"Pebbles" © 2004 Jerry Riches - Posted Saturday, March 27, 2004.
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