Like a mountain climber with his eyes on the peak, we can only reach as high as our hands can grasp. However, we must strain every muscle to reach that grasp. Anything less is a disservice to ourselves.
When you profess your faith, it should not be a tale told for applause. It should be like the sun, silently radiating warmth and light. You don’t need to parade your bonds, be it the charm of your spouse or the strength of your friendships. Show, don’t tell.
Hurdles are meant to be cleared, not contemplated. Like a sprinter, poised at the starting line, don’t just talk about the race, run it.
If your heart aches for the homeless, if you feel a tinge of sorrow for the orphans, don’t just let your eyes well up over an evocative video about the need for clean water. Emulate a gardener; let your actions be the water that nurtures the seeds of change.
And when you’ve acted, don’t be a booming gong. Like a silent tide that shifts the shoreline, keep making waves of change without announcing each ripple. The applause of the crowd shouldn’t be your end goal.
Strive to be a difference-maker. Be the lantern in someone’s darkness. Embrace those who are cast aside, like a sturdy tree that shelters the lonely bird. Extend love even to those who show you hatred, like a flower blooming in hostile terrain.
Love, in its truest form, is not a flurry of sweet words, but a symphony of kind deeds. Be the lighthouse, guiding others with your actions. Let them see your goodness as clearly as a lighthouse on a stormy night. Let them sing praises about your deeds, while you silently continue to write your melody of benevolence.