A balloon without air in it iswell, just a piece of boring rubber really. A car tyre without air in it iswell, a flat tyre that ain’t going anywhere quick. And a world without you in it would bewell, flat and not round how it’s supposed to be.
Jesus said it like thisdough without yeast isn’t going to rise, and if dough is the world I created, you’re my yeast. Don’t for a minute think no one would miss you. You matter. You are seen. You are not alone. You are irreplaceable. Like yeast.