If a boy creates a heartfelt psalm for the ages though no one is there to read it, does it still matter?  If a boy composes the most delightfully charming melody on his harp though no one is there to hear it, does it still matter?  If a boy catches a lion by its jaw and clubs it to death though no one is there to see it, does it still matter?  If a boy casts a rock with so much force it could kill a man though no one is there to feel it, does it still matter?

If a king carries the anointing of the Holy Spirit but looks after sheep, runs errands for his dad, and then runs around in the wilderness for the next decade or so while a crazy dude tries to kill him, what then does the anointing mean and why does it matter?

Well, in a kingdom where the way up is to get down on your knees; where the way to be extraordinary is to accept the fact that you are ordinary; and where the greatest privilege we are afforded is to make big and glorious Someone Else…in this kingdom, there is a story of a certain king who learned the fundamentals of “How to Have a Heart Like God’s 101” in the pasture of obscurity and monotony all the while picking up sheep doo doo.

(That last clause has not been verifiably fact-checked.)

Thus, if a girl can’t make sense of the present nor see three inches into her future, does anything still matter?

Yes, Malia and every other individual out there who feels as if God has forgotten them on the hamster wheel of menial jobs and murky dreams–everything matters.

Everything.