It's funny. The establishing of monuments, that is. When confronted with such tributes, how can anyone feel they can ever measure up? As we walked around DC this past weekend, it was constantly tempting to go and see how we physically measured against the monuments. Here, the boys determined that they were two-and-a-half blocks high. Not even a blip on the radar.
We walked along the reflecting pool toward the Lincoln Memorial on Saturday and I had a thought. I wonder what archaeologists in a thousand years will think of our society. Will they gaze upon the ruins of the Lincoln Memorial and wonder about the great god Lincoln, so high upon his throne of mercy? Will they wonder about the majestic splendor of Jefferson in his ivory palace?
What will they think of Washington's soaring, uhhm, monument?
It really makes one wonder how accurate current archaeologists are when determining the origins of ancient monuments, doesn't it?
Regardless, I think we should look to the giants in our history and at least attempt to measure up, don't you? Isn't that the real power of a memorial - or a monument? It helps us gaze upward, rather than down - it sets our sights on the possibilities when we live up to our potential.
It reminds us that we can achieve great things when we set our minds on a goal, a purpose...a passion.
Peace.
i like this post, as it relates to my previous comment that i am struggling to do nanowrimo....i then sat down and wrote and wrote and wrote today, so feel a lot more in control...why do we always measure ourselves against others...why not just against our own achievements?
ReplyDeleteSo who put their foot against Lincoln's?
ReplyDelete:-D Great post.