Tuesday, November 08, 2005

Compliments make me start to purr like a cat that loves to be petted. It’s not an audible sound, but a harm feeling created by blood rushing to my ego. I sometimes enjoy a compliment too much. I’ve even said, “What?” as if I didn’t hear just so I could hear it again.

Perhaps I should wear a sign that says, “Please don’t feed the ego.”

1 Comments:

Blogger Gregg Koskela said...

:)

A wise person once wrote to me: "Sometimes it seems to me that the culture of the Friends church tends to repress leadership. This comes from a distortion of the ‘priesthood of believers’ and a distortion of the meaning of humility." (emphasis mine)

I have an encouragement folder in my e-mail program, e-mails to look back on when I'm having a bad day. I'm glad you don't take your own advice from this post, because I count 17 messages in that folder from "Dan McCracken."

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