Dig beneath the surface and you see that they had a very human side. They were not perfect. They had failed relationships. Some had temper tantrums. Some had addictions. They suffered poverty. They were often rejected - even ridiculed - in their lifetimes. And yet, they achieved a lasting legacy somehow. What set them apart?
I believe it is deep rooted - deep underground - a passion for something. Something they could not let go of no matter what. A belief - a message - that could not be buried. Some universal truth that springs up beyond the rational and mundane. And that truth strikes a chord with any who can hear it. Some part of us yearns for it. Some part of us wants to bring that truth alive. But instead we push that spirit underground. We push the spirit of other's underground.
It seems to me, it's time to stop that.