Friday, April 01, 2005
Me, Me, Me
Me, Me, MeOnce upon a time, there was a world traveler. One day, he came into a town and entered a place where a magnificent construction was being built. Everybody did his job. Questioned by this traveler about what was being built there, the architect told him that he was in charge of this project; the carpenter said that he was taking care of the wood; the sculptor of the statues… and so on. Only a humble old man who was cleaning the place informed him: I am building a cathedral.
I will never live to see it, but I hope that my descendants will recognize my hand on it.
*goes back to sweeping*







04.01.05 at 07:56 AM |
I love it when you’re cryptic.
(and oh, you will live to see it . . . and then some)
04.01.05 at 08:39 AM |
They will always know that the good in them came from you. Someday, they’ll even tell you that they recognize it.
04.01.05 at 09:27 AM |
(First of all I need to remember that there is a time limit on the response—because I just lost everything I wrote and I’m sure it won’t sound the same.)
A good friend of mine once wrote, “...what you set in motion could be what you are remembered for.” Obviously, not an original thought, but a TRUTH as old as time.
Reports on the Pope are currently fast and furious. I might not have agreed with everything he ever said, but you have to respect the way he lived his life—without regard for his legacy.
How amazing—he has such faith in his life (even as his health fails him) that he could live, KNOWING (not hoping), that his legacy will take care of itself.
Just as your post makes me think...The Pope causes me to think about the examples in our everyday lives that, for one reason or another, determine our direction.
Thank you for your post…
04.01.05 at 10:20 AM |
“What’s a cubit?”
- Noah, as reported by Bill Cosby