This week I visited our parish
office to have a couple of Masses offered. One was for a recently deceased
Trappist monk, whose intercession I had sought a couple of days after his death
and received a wonderful answer to prayer. The other was for a soldier from the
Second World War, who was posthumously awarded the Victoria Cross for valour on
his last mission, where he bled out from his wounds whilst covering the retreat
of his men who were all saved. I am grateful to both men.
This got me thinking about where
true greatness lies.
I have met quite a few men whom I
would consider great. Some are prominent with extraordinary stories but most
are rather obscure, known only to the few whose lives they touch directly and
yet all have the same characteristics.
One chap I see regularly drives a tuk-tuk, a three-wheeled vehicle used
for short trips around the city. Once a month I do a ‘big-shop’ at a
supermarket and he brings me and my cargo home.
When we first met I noticed an array of photographs along the top of the
windscreen, he and his wife on each end and all his children at various stages
of their education in the middle. When I asked about them, his eyes lit up and
I heard all their stories, from elementary to high school, even a couple are in
college now.
The job is hard. Seven days a week,
morning until night, a lot of competition for passengers, blistering heat in
summer, torrential rain and floods in rainy season and our famous traffic and
pollution. But his life; and those of any great man, is attached to a higher
purpose, something bigger than himself. He loves his family. This is the fuel
for the journey, to provide for them, give them all that was needed. His
toothless grin reveals his joy in sacrifice and selflessness, in his service to
those he has been entrusted with. It is a daily dying to himself for others.
The foundation of greatness is sacrificial
love, and by day and by decade the commitment is tested and the grit of
character is developed in perseverance with grace to lubricate the process.
Greatness is not inaccessible, nor
is it a special gift to a few extraordinary souls, it’s to choose to serve in
love and keep going however intense or dull the life may be, until the end be
it long or short.