Inspired...

I have a great desire to do something amazing with my life...heroic...inspiring.  But, to think of myself...flawed, mediocre at times, a midget, lazy...as someone's hero?  Well, its a stretch.  I don't have superhuman strength.  I'm not a genius. I'm not a gifted mobilizer nor a major influencer.  

When I first heard about the trapped Chilean miners, I just couldn't believe how LONG it was going to take to get them out! Darkness. Cramped quarters. Limited supplies. You could imagine how crazy the situation could drive someone and no one would blame them for being angry, bitter, and even turning on each other. Yet, when the cameras finally made their way down, it wasn't images of fighting, sadness, frustration, but rather singing, smiles, community.

Yesterday, the world was captivated by the effort as one by one, the miners were rescued and finally today, Luis Urzua, the 54-yr old shift lead credited for keeping the men calm and the supplies rationed, was the last to reach the surface.  Strangers were brought to tears, people from nation to nation celebrated, and amazingly, we adopted the miners into our hearts and lauded them.  

Heroes.  Yes, the rescue workers for their efforts - but, the miners themselves...Not for anything requiring super-human strength. Not for anything requiring genius-level IQ's. Not for anything requiring the mobilization or influence of the masses. But for simply remaining positive in an intensely difficult situation; for having great attitudes, patience, resilience, and hope.  

I'm inspired. Looks like heroism doesn't have to be so far out of my reach.  Great attitude. Patience. Resilience. Hope. 

I definitely can strive to do that.