The Only Story That Matters

There is something in the human heart that wants to be exalted and noticed. We want to be seen and recognized. We want to be valued and treasured. I wonder how much of what we do in a given day is done with the primary intention of being exalted and recognized? By others.

How many conversations do we initiate and continue during the course of the day because our deep motivation is to be noticed? How many times do we take the time to look someone in the eyes — not because we have noticed him or her — but because we want him or her to notice us? We are weak and broken creatures, hungry for others to support and satisfy us. We are empty and we long to be filled. We want to matter again. Continue reading