Never forget what you are. Today, I remember.
In the sweat of thy face shalt thou eat bread, till thou return unto the ground; for out of it wast thou taken: for dust thou art, and unto dust shalt thou return. Genesis 3:19 KJV
I’ve always thought King James had a way with words. Something about the way that version of The Bible reads appeals to me.
Tough words to hear and live by. For me, this is essentially the “life is hard then you die” verse of The Bible. Ash Wednesday reminds me that there is nothing special about me or anyone else. We are all dirt at our core and everything else is extra. A little flavor. A little razzmatazz. Wealth, success, all is nothing before eternity.
Depressing right? Maybe, but there’s more to it than that.
The other side of the “in the end we all die” message is the reminder that our time is limited and none of us are too important to do the hard work necessary to make our communities better.
There are times I feel “too good” to deal with some of the nonsense my kids bring me. I feel too big, or too important for teaching. We all do. Show me a teacher that has never said “I deserve better than this” or “I don’t have to put up with this” and I’ll show you a liar.
Days like today remind me exactly who I am: Nobody. That said, this nobody can do something good for people that need it the most and return to dust having left the world a better place.
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I’ve always thought King James had a way with words. Something about the way that version of The Bible reads appeals to me.
Tough words to hear and live by. For me, this is essentially the “life is hard then you die” verse of The Bible. Ash Wednesday reminds me that there is nothing special about me or anyone else. We are all dirt at our core and everything else is extra. A little flavor. A little razzmatazz. Wealth, success, all is nothing before eternity.
Depressing right? Maybe, but there’s more to it than that.
The other side of the “in the end we all die” message is the reminder that our time is limited and none of us are too important to do the hard work necessary to make our communities better.
There are times I feel “too good” to deal with some of the nonsense my kids bring me. I feel too big, or too important for teaching. We all do. Show me a teacher that has never said “I deserve better than this” or “I don’t have to put up with this” and I’ll show you a liar.
Days like today remind me exactly who I am: Nobody. That said, this nobody can do something good for people that need it the most and return to dust having left the world a better place.
Follow us on Facebook; Twitter; iTunes; Soundcloud; Stitcher
Related Articles:
Teaching in Dallas is a Labor of Love
Power in Dallas Teachers
I Teach on Purpose
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