I desire to have the faith of that child who, one-by-one tosses starfish back into the ocean and yet, simultaneously strive to distance myself from the beleaguered adult who sees nothing but a dilemma he considers too big to do anything about.

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Yeah, the point is not to beat ourselves up over “what else we could’ve done” but rather, to search for those things we are willing/able to do now.

While I am certainly not comparing any achievement of mine to that of Oskar Schindler, I do so often suffer comparable heartache within my spirit. This is not a case of me ‘beating myself up’, but rather the reality of knowing I am always able to do more (and the stigma that comes with such knowledge).

So, “What would I do?”

I’ll misquote my old buddy Jackson Brown to answer that one…

I want to know what became of the changes
We waited for love to bring
Were they only the fitful dreams
Of some greater awakening?
I’ve been aware of the time going by
They say in the end it’s the wink of an eye
When the morning light comes streaming in
(I’ll) get up and do it again
Amen.