Changing Me – Changing the World

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Screen Shot 2014-05-02 at 12.19.06 PMWhen I was young and free my imagination had no limits, I dreamed of changing the world.

As I grew older and wiser, I discovered the world would not change, so I shortened my sights somewhat and decided to change only my country. But it, too, seemed immovable.

As I grew in my twilight years, in one last desperate attempt, I settled for changing only my family, those closest to me. But, alas, they would have none of it.

And now as I lie in my deathbed, I suddenly realized: If I had only changed myself first, then by example I would have change my family. From their inspiration and encouragement, I would then have been able to better my country and, who knows, I may have even changed my world. 

– Written on the tomb of an Anglican Bishop buried in the crypts of Westminster Abbey

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