Most of my “heroes” are at least 60 years old. I am unimpressed by the fame of overnight celebrities or even young billionaires. As far as I’m concerned, success can only be measured in days, months and years well-lived.
I think of someone like my grandmother whom I’ve always admired for her ability to keep on going no matter what happens to keep on finding ways to make life more beautiful and fun. She always follows our travels on her maps, in her mind, and, most importantly, in her prayers.
My “heroes” are people who still get up every morning with a reason to live, a song to sing, a smile on their faces, and a prayer on their lips and in their hearts. No matter how much effort it takes or how much trouble they’ve been through, they somehow always end up being the ones who encourage others.
I think of some of my patients who have inspired me over the years. There was a 94-year-old man who walked more than a kilometer each week to play his harmonica at another nursing home for the elderly. This same fellow learned to play the violin at 80 and had just bought himself his first piano.
I think of some of my teachers who have inspired me. I’m sure their actions, words, and examples still breathe hope into many lives today. I believe that compassion is the core to making a difference in this world.
It’s better to be loved by the few people who know you than having a fan club full of people who like the idea of you. I do not envy the stars of this world – in a way I actually feel sorry for them. We’re all living on borrowed time and when all our days are numbered, the only thing we should be counting is the time we’ve wasted.
In a few months, I will be 30 years old. Wow! It is an eye-opener: I should have done a lot more with those 10957 days. Are we taking the time we have for granted? Do we realize that all we have are the days in between? A fraction of time that will determine how we spend eternity.
The Psalmist says: “Better is one day in your courts than a thousand elsewhere; I would rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God than to dwell in the tents of the wicked“. I believe this, and I’m longing for the day that I will “dwell in the house of the Lord forever.”