being special
I'm not special. You're not special. None of us are special. How does that make you feel? When I first heard that I wasn't special I was angry and annoyed. How could anyone say that I'm not special? They certainly don't know this, this, and that about me. I'm special! I'm not Jesus special, but I'm special! If I were to analyze that reaction, I'd say that was my ego or small self rebelling against the truth. The fact is there are almost 8 billion people on the planet and I am only one. One in eight billion. I am not special. No one will remember me when I'm gone, not for long anyway. Think of a member of your family that died a hundred years ago. How much do you know about them? I'm guessing not much. And you can't be certain the facts you do know about them are really true. A hundred years isn't all that long when you think about how long planet earth has been around. A hundred years to erase a person's memory from the planet. ...