In a book that I am currently reading, Erwin McManus makes the following statement:
Once survival becomes our supreme goal, we have lost our way. – Unstoppable Force
Is that not an interesting statement?
I think it is a safe statement that many of us believe that the majority of life is about survival. Survival of the fittest, at that. Yet, Erwin goes on to suggest that each generation is about the business of securing the next generation’s ability to thrive.
What if life is not about surviving? What if life is about helping others to live?
As I write these words, I am attending a meeting of the Midwest Presbytery of the Evangelical Presbyterian Church. We are about the business of the denomination in the Midwest. We are about the business of the denomination’s survival.
This past week, our nation experienced the conclusion of, arguably, its most acrimonious presidential election cycle. Ever. To the tune of nearly 3 billion dollars, each party and their candidate flung dirt, suspicion, and forms of hope across the airwaves. The parties were about the business of securing their ability to survive and little else, apparently.
Yet, in each circumstance, I can not shake the feeling that we are focused nearly exclusively upon survival, and not nearly enough on ensuring the next phase or generation will thrive. We are clinging to the past and what was, rather than agreeing that change is inevitable and adapting our “children” to the new reality. Safety and security versus expansion and regeneration.
When a healthy relationship exists within the life cycle, a selflessness of giving oneself away is created. The more one focuses on one’s own living, the less one is concerned about giving life to others. – Erwin McManus, Unstoppable Force
On a Personal Level
That last sentence in Erwin’s quote above, “The more one focuses on one’s own living, the less one is concerned about giving life to others,” deeply wounds me.
How many times have I been more concerned about:
- my next paycheck, but not my unemployed neighbor?
- my next meal, but not the beggar on the street corner?
- what kind of car I drive, but not about the family that needs a ride to the doctor’s office?
What’s intriguing is that this pattern of behavior is not relegated to the spiritual or the spiritually minded. This pattern replicates itself in my real estate business and my industry. Real estate agents concerned with themselves, their next paycheck, their next bill, will often miss the opportunity to work with fantastic clients. I have seen agents drop everything to get a lease together and then blow off, or flat out forget, an appointment with a buyer or seller. The financial difference between a lease and a sale is substantial, but the amount of time to collect the commission is just as different, with leases typically paying out within a matter of a few weeks.
The phrase, stepping over a dollar to pick up a dime, comes to mind.