This weekend I fell down a rabbit hole by accident and this Monday morning I feel like I’m climbing back out as I begin my week… and I’m disgusted by it.
Our culture loves to champion it’s heroes and heroic stories.
Yet, what defines a hero?
Is a hero the man who dies while saving people from a burning building? Or the person who dies while blowing up a building filled with ordinary people?
Jonathan Swift (1667-1745) explained,
‘Whoe’er excels in what we prize, appears a hero in our eyes.’
If you’re not careful, exactly what you’re trying your hardest to gain is what you’ll lost the most of.
I tend to run from anything that makes me look like I’m trying too hard.
Yet in reality, you can know that I’m trying extremely hard at nearly everything and anything I do.
Is it humble to play smaller than we are in an area so that others don’t feel as big in an area?
I’ve often made the statement, “I could write a book on that.” I’ve only recently, for no reason that I’m consciously aware of, started thinking about what that sounds like to others when I say that… Possibly offensive? I’m not sure yet if I even really care… but I might?