Then come the mistakes, the compromises."
Thus says one of my all time life-gurus, Tony Stark. Stark? You know, Iron Man? I went to see the third instalment of the Marvel movie franchise on Bank Holiday Monday and was quite surprised to be regaled with this morsel of profundity in the opening scene, all the more so seeing that the more I think about it, the more I appreciate the truth of it.
Because this is how it happens isn't it? An idea, a vision captures our imagination and ignites our passion. Whatever it might be, from a world without hunger to crossing the Sahara whilst wearing flippers, once a vision is in the soul its next to impossible to remove. And who would want to? These are the things that make life worth living, that add glorious HD to our otherwise analog lives. Ideas are like that. They seep into the soul and take root there, beginning as tiny grains but quickly growing and flourishing until our very beings are entangled in leafy boughs and blossoming branches. Makes me smile just thinking about it. :)

But.....then come the mistakes, the compromises.
In our headlong charge to make the vision a reality, things begin to get warped - slowly and seditiously, even without our conscious realisation (which is the problem), but they do. The realising of the vision becomes the ultimate end, and we lose sight of the whole reason we were inspired in the first place. The person who wants to end hunger is so intent on implementing THEIR vision of how to do it that they forget the plight that moved them in the first place. The person intent on desert walking in flippers may ignore the fact that it has already been done (numerous times I understand), so perhaps a different type of aqueous footwear would better provide the challenge they seek. And the pioneer minister might be so obsessed with their ideas for new church models that they forget why such things are necessary in the first place: to further God's kingdom.

Tony has spoken. Here endeth the lesson.
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