The Weight of Responsibility
The weight of responsibility is on me right now. I have started a few businesses and I have been a part of a few start ups. Vision and passion drove me and excited me. They were always exciting and I have no regrets save for some debt I incurred in the process. But in this case, there are a lot of eyes watching this thing. Some are watching with hope, others with suspicion. Some think I am a swell guy and others think I am the next apostate. But this is not about me. This is about people. This is about people who could be a community on a journey together. Sharing life and pains and joys and sorrows and hurts and fears and laughter and passions under a God who gave them these things and wants that path to be rich and beautiful.
For whatever reason, God put this in my heart. But I am an imperfect vessel. I am just me and I am prone to some big mistakes in life. Have I done enough? Have I done too much? Have I done the right things and have I believed the right things and spoken the right things? Is this meant to last for years or merely a few months. And if it is only a flash in the pan…is the whole point of that flash because God wanted to make a difference in ONE life and in this current existence I will never be privy to that greater purpose and see the fruit this tree produced before it got cut down?
This is why the measure of success is so important. Because, as Mother Theresa expressed, we are not called to be successful, we are called to be faithful. I want to be faithful. Perhaps a revision to the measure should be…just to be faithful and let the chips fall where they may?
I dunno…..I just don’t wanna be the one who screws this up so I pray and I study and I hope and I meditate and I listen to my heart and try to sift the goat from the sheep that is in me.
