Some of my biggest regrets involve trying to be helpful to others beyond my capacity to be helpful. Ah, one example is sponsoring two Vietnamese refugees when I was still in college. I wasn't established enough to be of help, so they really had to get on their feet by themselves. More recently I look at some of my relationships with Africans I know and wonder what I'm doing. Regret motivated me in these cases. I am sorrowful about the Vietnam War and I am deeply moved by the inequality between the few haves and the many in poverty. My intentions have been good, but intentions are usually not enough. Still I believe the risk of reaching out to connect with others is good. The risks are humbling. A person has to be open to being moved and that means being willing to own our own steps and even missteps.
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