A Lil’ Inspiration #41

Description is in the body of the post“If a man is called to be a street sweeper, he should sweep streets even as a Michelangelo painted, or Beethoven composed music or Shakespeare wrote poetry. He should sweep streets so well that all the hosts of heaven and earth will pause to say, ‘Here lived a great street sweeper who did his job well.”

“No work is insignificant. All labor that uplifts humanity has dignity and importance and should be undertaken with painstaking excellence.” ~Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.

Happy Labor Day Everyone!

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Quote is from The King Center

Published by Stephanae

👩🏾‍🦯 | INTJ | HSP | Collector of knowledge | Alpaca Fanatic “If I stop to kick every barking dog, I am not going to get where I'm going.” ~Jackie Joyner-Kersee Hi, I'm Steph! I'm a highly sensitive proud introvert and a recovering people-pleaser. These traits or quirks used to bother me because I always felt out of place until I began a recent process of self-acceptance. While I'm still a work in progress, I view my quirks as my superpowers and am grateful that they contribute to who I am today.

18 thoughts on “A Lil’ Inspiration #41

  1. No worries, that happens to me too 😉 And yes, although it was not Labour Day over here (I think its May 1 in The Netherlands and Germany), I had a nice day 🙂

  2. Hi Albert, I’ve seen pieces of MLK’s quote over the years but this is the first time I can recall seeing it altogether. It’s so insightful. Thank you for the poem, I’ll have to read and reread several times.

  3. That is some amazing statement! Thank you for posting it. I love the idea and wish I could figure out how to live it. I won’t give up though.

    Here’s something that came to mind after thinking about MLK’s words: I had read the poem below a long time ago in a school taught by Jesuits. It surprised me so much that it stayed with me. The man in the poem became famous among certain Christians by simply being a door keeper.

    (Note: Hopkins’ language in the poem is a little thick. I learned to like his style because i liked his themes.)

    * * *

    – Laybrother of the Society of Jesus

    Honour is flashed off exploit, so we say;
    And those strokes once that gashed flesh or galled shield
    Should tongue that time now, trumpet now that field,
    And, on the fighter, forge his glorious day.
    On Christ they do and on the martyr may; 5
    But be the war within, the brand we wield
    Unseen, the heroic breast not outward-steeled,
    Earth hears no hurtle then from fiercest fray.

    Yet God (that hews mountain and continent,
    Earth, all, out; who, with trickling increment, 10
    Veins violets and tall trees makes more and more)
    Could crowd career with conquest while there went
    Those years and years by of world without event
    That in Majorca Alfonso watched the door.

    – Gerard Manley Hopkins (1844–89)

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