You are important

Have you decided that you are not important?
"Sure," you say, but not in a convincing voice, "I'm important."
"That answer is not good enough," Sir Thomas Forschwynn, the Bard of Bardia says. "Your life's story is part of a terrible war. The war's about your folks and anybody that'll be devastated if Saoma [Satan] - yes he is real - gets his way. Tell me again, are you integrally important in his war?"
You think, Me important? Har! but you think you should bluster and say what they want to hear. However, a gentle nudging in the back of your mind makes you sweat. You don't want to admit the truth.
Finally, you say, with your throat all knotted up, "Ever see a cockroach? I'm a stinking vermin. I've wanted to somehow atone for what I've done." The truth comes gushing out, "I don't have any amazing talent like you or any secret formula to make people want me."
Sir Thomas says, "You admit one truth but not the other." He angrily slaps the table and yells, "Keep talking. Who ARE you?"
Immediately a long-hidden insight gushes out from your deep places. You struggle to push it back, but words and sobs break through. "I'm a small red ruby. Not the biggest jewel nor the brightest, but still one of the adornments that beautify God."
You are important.
(pp.439-40)