Everything You Do

Every word that you speak can be a blow to the head of Fear. Every hug you give can be a spark that burns the forests of isolation and the eyes of loneliness. Every smile you shin upon others can be a firework that ignites in the heart of that who manifests it. But my words alone, my actions alone, in the end, without love, without an awareness of my neediness, my sin, it is all for nothing. For I will only impart a fleeting sense of comfort onto those who will remember me. And they will remember me only for a while. I ought to give them something to remember forever. But one step at a time, and it could mean everything.