Pedestals

I have been watching a lot of the Little House On The Prairie series lately. They are good, clean, uplifting, and teach some great principles. Easy to watch while I am doing all those mundane tasks that seem to fill my life, still.

Tonight, while I was diligently ironing on some knee patches (poor little Garrett is wearing through them faster than I can patch them), it hit me that poor ole Pa lived on a pedestal his whole life. What a stinking way to live. We are all human, we all have "moments". They may be a weak moment of anger, frustration, fatigue, sadness, confusion, so many possibilities.

I have to wonder why some aspire to be a finial on the top. Do we think that sitting up there like a "bump on a log" (sorry, couldn't resist) is lasting? Do we think that we won't disappoint eventually? We are human, we have normal mortal lives to experience. It is part of the plan, we need this, along with the challenges that bring the growth meant to happen while we are here.

The other thing I wonder about, is why do we want to put others on those same pedestals. What need does it fulfill in us? Why can't we love, admire, and look up to some one who isn't perfect? Who is also experiencing this mortal existence with us. Is it fair to them? Is it fair to ourselves? What do we deprive ourselves and others of? Wouldn't that halt progress if we considered ourselves or others to be perfect? Wouldn't that defeat our purpose here?

I hope this hasn't been too random. I have been thinking about this for a while, actually. The DVDs just brought it into focus for me. I love the interesting, wonderful unpredictable human beings surrounding me. I love the interesting life I enjoy by associating with them!