Tuesday, August 26, 2003
"Don't ask yourself what the world needs. Ask yourself what makes you come alive, and go do that, because what the world needs is people who have come alive."
That's right! This world doesn't need nice harmless men anymore! Nobody notices them and they're usually found outside the door beside the welcome mat. What the world needs are take charge guys that aren't afraid to make decisions and take risks. The world needs more men like Maximus Narcissus Merida and William Wallace! Men who embrace the unknown and fight for their women. Men who are outright dangerous! The problem with us guys right now is that we're conforming, or at least trying to, to what the world and society at large dictates to us at the moment. Leaving us to grow up as either spineless wimps or selfish little boys or somewhere in between. What's worse is that we take off our shining armors the moment we settle down in marriage to our damsel (who's formerly) in distress. We begin to let go of our dreams and our identity leaving our wives to wonder what happened to the fearless dashing knight she fell in love with. Well that's wrong. Guys weren't created to be that way, and the church doesn't help things either by stifling and emasculating us men to be the "softened-neutered-nice-but-restrained-guy" the world has expected us to be. No, deep inside all men long for just three things: a battle to fight, an adventure to live, and a beauty to rescue. To deny ourselves of these three things leaves us dead, bored, and very much a scaredy-cat.
So long as we are back in the old story of saving our skin, looking out for Number One, those tactics will work. We'll shrink back. But the opposite is also true. When a man resolves to become a warrior, when his life is given over to a transcendent cause, then he can't be cowed by the Big Bad Wolf threatening to blow his house down. (p. 168, A BATTLE TO FIGHT: THE STRATEGY)
To start things up, it's very important that we first admit that indeed there's something wrong with us, that are a lot of questions that need to be answered, that we are wounded and we mask those wounds from everyone in an attempt to hide the pain. If we humbly acknowledge this, then and only then will the journey of a thousand miles truly begin.