Friday, March 21, 2014
I Want to Be a Saint
Aim, Goal, Measurable Objective
To be great is to be misunderstood says
Emerson but it don’t follow that to be
misunderstood is great let along Great.
I’ve been working up my resume for sainthood,
since learning from our resident hagiographer
that saints were viewed as nuisance & pain-in-
the-ass in their villages—without honor like
prophets. At that moment I aspired. I had
seen saints as sweet, gentle and kind, meek and
mild: loved birds and animals, talked softly,
patted small children on the head, even
Augustine giving up his wild and wooly ways
to become GOOD --- my white haired Nana
playing piano in the homeless shelter:
“Brighten the Cornee Where You Are.” Saintly
and beyond me. When I heard about the
nuisance and pain in the ass I was encouraged.
I can do that. Wretch like me. Hagios.