day no. 17,381: the humble touch the heavens

"Although they would have us believe they are in charge, as the prophet Isaiah pointed out, all these petty lords of the earth can do is breath through their noses (Is. 2:22). They are midges in a sunbeam, plotting an overthrow of the sun." — Douglas Wilson, Eliot and Lucia

The worst person you know still has to draw their breath from the same air as you. The best person you know still has to use the toilet sometimes. No one is so high and mighty that they have become a different kind of person and no one is so lowly that they are beyond sharing the same dignity of life and breath as we do. We all still use our mouths to eat and our eyes to see.

If there is a secret cabal attempting a coup somewhere, they are like ants on a sidewalk. From their vantage point, they really are making some headway, but the kid on the bike didn't even notice that he knocked down their highest achievement. The wicked walk on stilts in order to make themselves feel tall, but the humble bow down low in order to touch the heavens.