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Jul 2018
You may not know my name. We may never formally meet. I may not preach to a million people on T.V. . That does not mean that I am not important. That does not mean that I do not have a part. Even the smallest seed can do great things. I may be a simple worker, marching on the pilgrim way. I may only offer smiles and prayers to those who I see that are in need. That does not diminish my importance, for in every life there is a plan. I may simply be set to watch and blow a trumpet only once, but in that single moment as a watchman I may give the call. Sometime even the smallest things or single moments can change it all. So when you think who am I to God, you must understand. You are his beloved creation and you have a part in his plan.
For every selfless act. For every seed of hope, you are a part of a greater plan. You may be the one who scatters the wheat in the field, another may come along and pull up the weeds and others may reap the harvest, but you are no less important than anyone else who plays a part.
James M Vines
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James M Vines  50/M/Atlanta Georgia
(50/M/Atlanta Georgia)   
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