“Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind. . . Love your neighbor as yourself.” – Matthew 22:37,39 

Occasionally I will suggest to clients to write their own epitaph. The purpose of the exercise is not to be morbid, but to encourage clients to reflect on the motives by which they live their lives. Are they investing their efforts only in their own selfish goals, or are they motivated by investing their lives in the betterment of humanity? Ultimately, how they answer that question will define the values by which they have chosen to live.

Stephen Covey said it much better when he wrote about Habit 2 in his acclaimed book, The 7 Habits of Highly Effective People. “Begin with the End in Mind,” he called it. Here’s an excerpt of how he describes this habit. “Although Habit 2 applies to many different circumstances and levels of life, the most fundamental application of ‘begin with the end in mind’ is to begin today with the image, picture, or paradigm of the end of your life as your frame of reference or the criterion by which everything else is examined. . . By keeping that end clearly in mind, you can make certain that whatever you do on any particular day does not violate the criteria you have defined as supremely important. . .”

Assume, for example, that you generally obey traffic laws, speed limits, etc. What is your motive, to avoid fines for violations, or because of your care and concern for the safety of other motorists as well as your own? Jesus addressed this issue when he was challenged by an expert in the law as to which is the greatest commandment. His familiar reply was, “Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all you soul and with all your mind. This is the first and greatest commandment. And the second is like it: Love your neighbor as yourself.” In other words, he went on to explain, if you love God and love your neighbor, all the other laws and commandments simply become second nature – like obeying traffic laws out of concern for others.

It is a relevant challenge for all of us in our own day with the COVID 19 pandemic. Do we wear facemasks and social distance because it is being demanded of us? Or do we do so out of genuine care and concern for the wellbeing of others and ourselves? How each of us answers that question will define the values by which we live, and ultimately what our epitaphs might one day say. Good time to “begin with the end in mind.”

“The wind blows wherever it pleases. You hear its sound, but you cannot tell where it comes from or where it is going.” – John 3:8 

Many circumstances are simply beyond our control. They are like the wind in West Texas where I grew up. Out there it blows almost all the time, and you can complain all you want, but there’s not a darn thing you can do about it. Wind is perhaps the most elusive and least controllable of all nature’s forces. Rain, for example, cannot be controlled in its occurrence, but at least the water it produces can be captured and contained in reservoirs, and flooding can be averted much of the time by the creation of watersheds, dams, and levies. But wind can neither be captured nor its effects averted. It simply comes and goes as it wills.

Such are the uncontrollable and destructive circumstances we are facing today, most notably the COVID 19 pandemic and the resulting challenges it has created with the economy. We can complain all we want, but there’s not a darn thing we can do about it. Or is there? Although no one can control the West Texas wind, it can be used for good. Decades ago someone discovered that water can be pumped out of underground aquifers by the use of windmills, providing much needed water to thirsty livestock. In recent years that concept has advanced much further as hundreds of giant towers have been erected with huge propellers that turn gracefully in the wind generating pollution-free electricity. Billions of dollars are being invested in this new technology of using otherwise annoying uncontrollable wind for the good of mankind.

None of us, except for the scientists and medical experts of course, can stop this dreaded deadly disease. But we can slow its spread by taking the prescribed precautions, comforting those infected by it, and supporting those on the front lines battling it. Neither can we fix the economy, but we can be good citizens by contributing toward the support of our neighbors facing job loss and financial crisis. For just like in West Texas, “The wind blows wherever it pleases. You hear its sound, but you cannot tell where it comes from or where it is going.” And like the wind, we cannot control the circumstances we are facing. But we can find ways to be windmills in the midst of it, things to do for the good of mankind.

“. . .we also rejoice in our sufferings . . .” – Romans 5:3 

Anyone who has ever gone through boot camp in any branch of the military would probably agree that part of its design is to expose recruits to a certain level of suffering and misery. It so happens that exactly fifty years ago this very summer I shipped out to Fort Campbell, Kentucky for that grueling experience myself. Funny, though, after all these years I don’t remember much about the misery we suffered. What I do remember are my boot camp buddies and how we laughed together and supported each other, finding joy in our suffering rather than misery.

Recently, a gentleman we know lost his home to a devastating fire that burned it to the ground, the home he had lived in his entire life, fifty-three years he said. When he first shared the story it had just happened and he was deeply distraught as you can imagine. But several days later when we saw him his whole demeaner had changed. First of all, he explained, everyone got out safely and no one was hurt, and other family members had taken them in, so they had places to stay. Then, almost tearfully, he began to describe the outpouring of generosity from neighbors, friends, and even strangers, overwhelming kindness that he and his family would never have expected.

Fred Rogers (of “Mr. Rogers’ Neighborhood” fame) told how his mother had once consoled him when he became distressed over the sufferings of other people he saw in the news. Look for the helpers, she encouraged him, look for the helpers.

Rejoicing hardly seems a natural response to suffering, does it? But I think Fred Rogers’ mom was on to something, maybe what the Apostle Paul was referring to, that the rejoicing is not on the suffering itself, but in the Helper who lives among us, and the band of helpers he sends to our aid. With the COVID-19 pandemic we are witnessing world-wide suffering the likes of which most of us have never seen, and we’re all affected by it even if we are not infected by it. Bad news dominates the media. But I wonder what we will remember one day when we look back on this time in history. Will we remember the sufferings, or will we remember the laughter and the generosity and unexpected kindnesses, the helpers who pulled us through – and the Helper who lives among us?

“Be very careful, then, how you live – not as unwise but as wise, making the most of every opportunity . . .” – Ephesians 5:15-16 

You may recall from Greek mythology the story of Sisyphus, the once legendary king of Corinth who displeased the gods and was sentenced to the outskirts of Hades where his daily task was to push a heavy stone up a steep mountain, only to have to step aside and watch it roll back down again. Sisyphus sadly and hopelessly repeated this meaningless task day after day. He saw no options, only the stone and the mountain.

How easy it is for us in these dark days of confinement, of sheltering in place and social distancing, to feel like victims of the same sentence as Sisyphus. Each morning we awaken to the same four walls and the same drudgery. Our freedoms, it seems, have been taken away, and although we know that this will one day pass as soon as some brilliant scientist develops a vaccine that will put an end to this horrible plague, for now that end is nowhere in sight. So, day after day we push that heavy stone up a steep mountain, only to step aside and watch it roll back down again. As with Sisyphus, there are no options, only the virus and endless confinement. Or are there?

Among Aesop’s many fables is the story about a thirsty crow who had flown a great distance searching for a drink of water. Suddenly she saw a pitcher, so she flew down and noticed it held a small amount of water, but it was so low in the pitcher that she could not reach it. The crow, too weary to keep flying and desperate for water, stretched every which way to get a drink from the pitcher. Finally, she had a bright idea. There were many small stones lying about which she began to pick up one by one dropping them into the pitcher. Slowly the water rose, till finally at last she could get a drink.

“There is always a way out of hard places,” said the crow, “if only you have the wit to find it.” So it is with us. Either we can keep rolling that stone up the mountain only to watch it tumble back down again, or we can put our wit to work to find our way out of these hard times. And somewhere just beyond the “surviving” lies an opportunity for “thriving”, but only for those willing to put their wits to work. “Be careful, then, how you live,” the Apostle Paul reminded the Ephesians, “not as unwise but as wise, making the most of every opportunity.”

“. . . but made himself nothing, taking the very nature of a servant.” – Philippians 2:7 

What makes us laugh at jokes and comedy is that they smack at the truth, do they not? They’re funny because we see in the mirror our own flaws and absurdities, and how silly we are. There is a novelty song you may recall performed by country singer Mac Davis back in the early 1980’s that goes like this: “Oh Lord it’s hard to be humble / When you’re perfect in every way / I can’t wait to look in the mirror / Cause I get better looking each day / To know me is to love me / I must be a heck of a man / Oh Lord it’s hard to be humble / But I’m doing the best that I can.”  

The intention of the song, of course, is to make us laugh at ourselves. Yet, there is an element of truth in it, at least there is for me. In fact, I must confess that for most of my life, unlike the song lyrics, I’ve never even tried to be humble. For humility, as we’ve been taught to believe, is not what gets us employed in the best companies, gets us promoted, or brings in the top clients. Instead, we’re encouraged to spice up our résumés or create clever websites that boast of our skills, accomplishments and credentials. Humility, although a great virtue, just doesn’t sell very well in the marketplace. Or does it? But it’s hard.

Consider the story about George Washington, who at the conclusion of the American Revolution, many leaders supported to become monarch of the newly formed nation. What would he do with such power within his grasp? Would Washington yield to its temptation, or stick to his ideals of freedom and liberty? But England’s King George III, though himself a monarch, was nevertheless convinced that if Washington resisted the power-pull he would be “the greatest man in the world.” We, of course, know the rest of the story. Wonder where we would be today if he had chosen power over humility?

The greatest story, though, occurred two thousand years ago when the Creator of the Universe visited our planet in human form, “but made himself nothing, taking the very nature of a servant.” Yet, in complete humility and with no fancy résumé, He changed the world forever and ever. So, what does it tell us when the father of our country and the King of the Universe chose humility over power or pride? Did not Jesus offer the perfect example of how we should live? But, oh Lord it’s hard to be humble. Isn’t it?