Hubris
Tonight (or more accurately, tomorrow morning at 2:00 AM) we will set
our clocks forward one hour and begin our annual ritual of thinking we
are the masters of time. We are not. Never have been, never will be.
We may track it ever more precisely, but despite
our best efforts, it still marches on. The seasons pass, people age
and die, the world goes on. Nothing will really change other than I
will lose an hours sleep before a busy day.
I know I sound like the proverbial cranky old man yelling at kids to
stay off his lawn but I think we have a bigger problem here, one that
preoccupied the ancient Greek dramatists: hubris. We think we are
bigger, better, more important than we are. It's not.
This isn't too say we're nothing, but to encourage a healthy sense of
perspective, to see things for what they are, to acknowledge we are not
at the center of the universe. God is.
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