Sometimes I feel Invisible

I opened the mail today and in the mail was a prayergram and a letter from a friend. A few days ago I had been rushed to the hospital with chest pains(turned out everything was fine). All the time in the hospital, while I was exhibiting the classic symptoms of a heart attack, all I was thinking about was the spreadsheet that I had been working on earlier that day and why the numbers didn't add up. Now I was in a lot of pain, but the thought of dying or being left with some sort of debilitating handicap never entered my mind. I was focused on the spreadsheet. When I opened those pieces of mail, I simply cried; knowing that someone was watching my life and me. I was so humbled to the reality that my friends cared for me. I really believed that a few of my friends cared for me, my C$ class cares for me...some of my family care for me...but beyond that, I was invisible. I thought I could die, move away, or just stay home for the rest of my life and the world wouldn't notice. Those letters showed me that people beyond the limits of what I thought was "my world of influence", really cared about me...and so as I write this..the tears roll down my cheeks...tears of humility, tears of joy, tears of gratitude, tears of a man that learned a lesson of love...the kind of love that only people that know God are aware of and practice each day.