Hidden In Assumption

I have this friend. One day, we were sitting in class and I gave him this crumpled up piece of paper. I told him it was art. He said, "Why?". And I said, "Because it's symbolic.". And he asked me what that tiny piece of trash was symbolic of. I told him I didn't know, what? And he said:....man. I know he was doing it out of pure sarcasm. He was just thinking of something that would sound deep. But he was right. It was a small piece of white paper, all crushed, folded. With a mere glance it could've been blown off as another scrap of paper. But it's too fantastic too be a scrap of paper. Man. So specifically crafted in the Creator's image. If you think about it, crumpled pieces of paper are kind of like snowflakes. Or people. None are the same. So now, I've come to believe that God gave him those words for a reason. That that small piece of paper really does symbolize man. They're both so fragile, and complex. Yes, I just called that cruched paper complex. It is. It has flaws (like man), it has a future and a past (like man), and it's been crafted so that there will never be a duplicate (like man). I wish that I could find words to tell him how that five second conversation has impacted me. He probably doesn't even remember. But I do, and I'm not planning on forgetting. :)