I am convinced that success looks much more like Cinderella scrubbing the floors of the castle than Cinderella at the ball.

After all, while most of us enjoy feeling like a prince or princess, the reality is that the best things in life come about via hours and hours on our hands and knees with a scrubbrush rather than sitting inertly on a throne somewhere.

It occurs to me that it was no mistake that Jesus rode into town on Palm Sunday on the back of a donkey. Not a king riding in on a horse, but a servant who washed the feet of his disciples and said things like: "the greatest among you must become like the youngest, and the leader like one who serves." (Lk 22:24-27)

True greatness is rarely found in the person letting the clues slip of how important they are; however, it is often found in the one who doesn't need the accolades, because they are more focused at the task at hand than their position in it.

Greatness is never a solo act. And not only do floors get cleaned faster when working together, but working together doesn't need a single person to wear a crown.  Instead it celebrates everyone.  All together.

1 comment

D Herrod said...

Reminds me of a line from one of my favorite Emily Dickinson poems.
"Success is counted sweetest
By those who ne’er succeed.
To comprehend a nectar
Requires sorest need."

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