I was thinking today, we hear so much in this country about how we will be winners and make this country great again. I think people overlook what makes greatness.
I began to think about weakness. It is prized in most societies when men are strong, but what happens when a man cannot be strong. I saw just such a thing happen with my own father.
He had a stroke 6 years before he died. My father had always been a hard worker and suddenly he was relegated to a wheelchair. It was most difficult for him. He had moments that were not happy.
Then I thought about my mother. She became his caretaker. The husband she had always known that could work could no longer work. My mother would get him out of bed in the morning and help him get into his wheelchair. When she drove somewhere she would help him out to the truck. She faithfully tended him, without complaint.
My mother showed me what love meant, real love. There can be a lot of talk in this world about winning and being strong and great, but greatness is found in the weak things of this world. That is where real strength lies. It is in kindness and compassion and care.
No one person can make a country great, but rather all the people that live in that country that allow their hearts to be ruled by love. By caring for one another, the strength of love is found in weakness.
I began to think about weakness. It is prized in most societies when men are strong, but what happens when a man cannot be strong. I saw just such a thing happen with my own father.
He had a stroke 6 years before he died. My father had always been a hard worker and suddenly he was relegated to a wheelchair. It was most difficult for him. He had moments that were not happy.
Then I thought about my mother. She became his caretaker. The husband she had always known that could work could no longer work. My mother would get him out of bed in the morning and help him get into his wheelchair. When she drove somewhere she would help him out to the truck. She faithfully tended him, without complaint.
My mother showed me what love meant, real love. There can be a lot of talk in this world about winning and being strong and great, but greatness is found in the weak things of this world. That is where real strength lies. It is in kindness and compassion and care.
No one person can make a country great, but rather all the people that live in that country that allow their hearts to be ruled by love. By caring for one another, the strength of love is found in weakness.
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