measuring worth

"A single thread in a tapestry.. though its color brightly shine,

can never see its purpose in the pattern of the grand design.

And the stone that sits on the very top of the mountain's mighty face..

Does it think it's more important than the stones that form the base?

A lake of gold in the desert sand is less than a cool fresh spring

And to one lost sheep, a shepherd boy is greater than the richest king.

If a man lose everything he owns has he truly lost his worth?

Or is it the beginning of a new and brighter birth?

No life can escape being blown about by the winds of change and chance

And though you never know all the steps, you must learn to join the dance.

So how can you see what your life is worth 

Or where your value lies?

You can never see through the eyes of man.

You must look at your life.. 

Look at your life through Heaven's eyes."