White stones

When I get to feeling lost and small in the magnitude of the earth and all its happenings I go here: “He who has an ear, let him hear what the Spirit says to the churches. To the one who conquers I will give some of the hidden manna, and I will give him a white stone, with a new name written on the stone that no one knows except the one who receives it.’

Today was a day I needed to remember that just like lovers have lovers names and families have nic names that are no one elses property, HE has a name for me – so personal – so individual that only He and I can know it. I may still be small in the grand scheme of things, but I have been unlost again.