The other day I was outside looking at the veins in a leaf…how one central vein keeps dividing into smaller and smaller veins until they are almost too small to see. We all want to be that one big vein, the important one, the photographer constantly getting and producing the best assignments, forever on the covers of the big magazines. Then we realize there are estimated to be 129,000 photographers in this country. It is easy to become discouraged, bitter, or jealous unless you realize that those tiny veins are very important to the individual cells they touch. My prayer is to be a blessing to the “cells” God allows me to be in contact with, big or small.