If my God, who has everything, says He needs me
If my God, who needs nothing, says I am useful
If my God, who is omnipotent, says I am in His will

then by God's great name, I should run to Him. By His great love and mercy and grace, I should cry out. How amazing is the paradox, that my God who is perfect, all powerful, and almighty would say I am useful, I the sinful, faulting, foolish mortal. One out of six billion, and He doesn't even need any of us. How amazing that I am alive, how amazing that everything I see in front of me exists, the soft microfiber blanket, the skinny black lamp, the oscillating Lasko fan, the yellow pillow pet. What amazing grace! And my God says that He needs me! My God says that I am useful! My God says that I am in his will.