Now the title, is just that;
A title, so leave it alone.
Significance or it’s absence isn’t as simple as a sentence.
Embodying insignificance is made possible,
Through wrong thinking and an ultimately self-destructing way of life.
And believing your significance rather than propagating it,
Isn’t actually any sort of egotism or pride.
It’s simply having the lovely knowledge we’re all rightfully able to possess,
That in being a living and created being who is has breath & a will to live;
We are unique and significant.
That’s where it ends and begins,
Significance being present in a person or being.
That it’s existence is not only in tact,
Don’t let your significance be something I convince you of,
A clothing company supposedly sells you, an artist “expresses to you”, or however we might try convince ourselves it can come.
But I encourage you, to let your significance be revealed from both within and out;
In and through yourself, others, and the Creator.
You are Significant, Loved, Unique, Imperfectly Perfect, and important.
Or maybe a little more “hallmark” or film -appropriate “You is smart, you is kind, you is important”
Here is a more favored, maybe less-often referenced, quote I’d also like to share in relation to these thoughts.
“Oh yes, you shaped me first inside, then out;
you formed me in my mother’s womb.
I thank you, High God—you’re breathtaking!
Body and soul, I am marvelously made!
I worship in adoration—what a creation!
You know me inside and out,
you know every bone in my body;
You know exactly how I was made, bit by bit,
how I was sculpted from nothing into something.
Like an open book, you watched me grow from conception to birth;
all the stages of my life were spread out before you,
The days of my life all prepared
before I’d even lived one day.”
(Psalm 139:13-16 in the Message translation above and New American Standard below)
“For You formed my inward parts;
You wove me in my mother’s womb.
14 I will give thanks to You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
Wonderful are Your works,
And my soul knows it very well.
15 My frame was not hidden from You,
When I was made in secret,
And skillfully wrought in the depths of the earth;
16 Your eyes have seen my unformed substance;
And in Your book were all written
The days that were ordained for me,
When as yet there was not one of them.”