Background: An old farmer was nattered into joining the book club and into reading Marcus Aurelius. Here's his take on Marcus:
"Marcus Aurelius was an old woman -- forever taking his mind's temperature -- forever wondering about what he had done, or what he had not done. Was he right -- or was he wrong? Was the rest of the world in error? Could it be him instead? No, it was everybody else who was wrong, and he set matters straight for them. Broody hen that he was, he never had a tiny thought that he couldn't turn into a sermon."
“Forever taking his mind’s temperature!” I don’t know which line I love more...that one, or “he never had a tiny thought that he couldn't turn into a sermon.”
Isn't that exactly what we do when we find a personal defect in our own self or any other? Sit down and reflect on it, analyze it, determine who's at fault, what's to be done about it, how to do it...with the defect continuing to fester. The last thought in our mind is asking God's opinion on the matter...much less his help in fixing it.
I totally, completely, absolutely identified with so much in this book which is written so that we see the humor of it all...the best way to look at life itself and ourselves in particular.
Thank you.
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