The other day we posted a picture of me on Instagram with an ice cream. I was excited that the maker of the ice cream even commented on the post. At the same time, I thought that the pants that I was wearing that day looked terrible on me. No one else noticed.
Isn’t that the way it is. I was focused on myself and my frailties and how bad I looked… instead of the ice cream. As I have come to learn, no one else was looking at me… they were looking at the ice cream!
Here’s another example from history. Do you know what Julius Caesar looked like? I say that because supposedly history tells us that he was conscious about being bald. In fact, there is such a thing as the Caesar’s cut because Julius Caesar was known for combing his hair forward to cover up his baldness.
Roman historian, Suetonius, provides us with some insight into the character and personality of Julius Caesar:
He was tall, of a fair complexion, round limbed, rather full faced, with eyes black and piercing; he enjoyed excellent health except toward the close of his life when he was subject to sudden fainting fits and disturbances in his sleep. He was likewise twice seized with the ‘falling sickness,’ while engaged in active service.
In the end, no one remembers what Caesar looked like. They remember that he was a politician, general and author. And, his military campaigns and how he extended the control of the Roman Empire. No one cares about his hair.
For me, I sometimes catch myself majoring on the minor instead of the major. What matters… is what matters!
And for pic o’ day, how about some politics. Is it wrong for me to post a picture of Putin and Trump?
Yes… it’s probably wrong!!! But does it really matter?