I am only one, but still I am one. I cannot do everything, but still I can do something; and because I cannot do everything, I will not refuse to do something that I can do.
We all have “somethings.” Every person is your superior in at least one way, and just as a tapestry cannot be made with a single string, humanity would not be if we relied on a single individual. It takes everyone doing their part to hold the delicate fabric of life together.
As a side note, I know a couple of ladies that can start with plain white thread and weave them all together into beautifully colored blankets, vests, and the like. They are my superiors.