Not Worthy

This dignified little fellow captures that head to toe feeling you get when you’re in the presence of someone truly great. Someone you hold in highest regard because of their wisdom, their particular talent, or their ability to use God-given gifts to full capacity.

This particular two foot tall representation of respect permanently resides at Hearst Castle in San Simeon, CA. He’s part of the massive collection of art work, antique tapestries, Italian renaissance furniture and statuary that once belonged to the newspaper magnate, William Randolph Hearst.

I don’t particularly need a six foot tall rendition sculpted in gleaming marble to remind me of that deeply appreciative sense that comes when in the presence of “the truly great.” An emoji will do. An iPhone photo will suffice. When my spirit connects with talent, beauty that inspires, or wisdom that transforms on any level my hands go up.

It might be a PhD or a street corner prophet or a nine year old’s genuine heart. The most common denominator tends to be that of love. Whether love of subject matter or humankind or God. The emoji of my heart —I’m not worthy . . .