A Drop in the Ocean

“We ourselves feel that what we are doing is┬ájust a drop in the ocean. But the ocean would be less because of that missing drop.”

I love this quote from Mother Teresa. Because some days, many days, I feel such doubt as I look at the world around me. Of course, living now just outside Washington, D.C. as I do, and working for the government at the National Insitutes of Health, a government that is now in partial shutdown, well, it’s tempting to be overcome by doubt. But just now my iphone rang and I saw with delight that it was my daughter calling. We spoke about her beautiful new baby girl, about her worries concerning the baby – unfounded, she’s very healthy, thank goodness! – about my upcoming visit with them, about things large and small that mothers and daughters talk about. And when I hung up the phone I sat still for a moment with the phone in my hand. I took in the moment, luxuriated in it,┬áthinking, “How blessed I am to have this daughter.” Maybe we don’t have to do great things. Maybe it’s enough to appreciate the blessings we have, and to pass them on in any way we know how.

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