If you’re buying your lunch from someone, what happens if he’s 20cms shorter than you?
Probably nothing, it’s no distraction, nothing to upset you.
What if he’s from another country?
What if his skin colour is a different colour?
What if he has tattoos?
What if he’s wearing a burka?
What if he uses slang you don’t like?
At some point, most people reach a level of discomfort, when our differences begin to distract us and we fixate on those differences.
Then all we see are the differences.
And we put up barriers.
It’s a lot more productive to look for what’s similar.
There’s always more in common; attitudes, experience, desires, beliefs…
And we connect.
I can't remember a time in my life when I didn't have ambition.
We sometimes believe strength means self-sufficiency — that being independent means being isolated.
We often try to outrun the storm, emotionally, physically, spiritually.
We’re entering an age where machines do our thinking before we’ve even had a chance to try.
In church the other day, the pastor gave a sermon that really stuck with me. He talked about two people.
Hope doesn’t mean pretending everything is okay.