Everest or Calvary
Am I on the wrong mountain?
TL;DR: For most of my life I chased the things society told me to — wealth, health, family, legacy — convinced they were the summit worth reaching. But sitting here on Holy Thursday heading into my 56th Easter, I can't shake a troubling thought: I've been climbing the wrong mountain. Looking at Christ's death on Calvary — a man who died broke, friendless, despised, and physically drained — I'm forced to reckon with the fact that by every conventional measure, his life was a failure. Yet it's considered the greatest act of love ever given. Maybe success isn't about what I accumulate, but what I give away. Maybe the mountain I should be climbing isn't Everest — it's Calvary.
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For quite some time now we’ve been conditioned to believe what success is.
For many it’s family and friends. For most it’s wealth and affluence. Almost all wish for a healthy life or a long one.
For some it’s fame and for others approval and reputation. A few yearn for power. A lot more lately w…
