Thursday, September 20, 2007

I... THE CREATOR


I listen to Roger Federer on Charlie Rose and it brings tears to my eyes because here is a guy who doesn't fear greatness. Nor does he apologize for being so.

He's a champion without a coach. Why? His answer was "I trust my instincts." A man who is self-governed doesn't need a governor.

He's good friends withTiger Woods. I understand how such a relationship is born. Men see themselves in the other. It makes for a natural, very exclusive kinship. I long for that kind of bond. A bond where greatness is the primary value that we hold in common. A love... born from mutual admiration.

It's almost depressing to be a creator amongst idle beings... to be great amongst mediocrity. You expose yourself to criticism in your quest for understanding. You invite suffering, not as a dreadful experience but as a secondary Reality. Christ went to the cross to claim victory for all. He suffered, not to claim suffering, but to claim victory. Suffering is the secondary Reality to the primary Reality of Victory.


-Amen