What does success mean to you? I have been revamping my definition of success. I don't know if I can even define the word anymore. Success seems like such a worldly thing--something you can just put on paper. Resumes are basically just a show of "look at me! I have succeeded in this, this, and this...!" People on paper are usually pretty great. You don't have to interact them, and you can judge their quality by their activities rather than their heart. That makes it pretty easy to keep a safe distance. But when this "resume-success" orientation pervades our everday lives, we cheapen ourselves. We become that person who is represented in just a sheet of paper in a list of successes than a person with feelings and things to give. On this campus I feel like I am constantly bombarded with lies about how important it is to do a, b, and c to get ahead and make something of myself. I don't think I have to "do" anything to make something of myself. Are we trying to gain self-esteem out of our accomplishments? What are we really living for? I feel like God has already made something of myself and I have nothing to prove to anyone. I am not trying to negate the validity of having a strong resume. I understand that to get jobs and all that jazz you need a resume. I just hate that it comes down to that, and my point here is that some of us reduce ourselves to our accomplishments. Could I have been involved in more clubs to enrich my resume? Sure. Could I have spent more time in meetings? Sometimes I think not, but sure. Could I have mindlessly gone from meeting to meeting just to have something to put on my "resume?" Sure... But had I done that...I would have missed out on something so much bigger. I would have missed out on seeing friends meet and grow closer to the one who makes something out of everyone. I would have cheapened myself by living for only myself. I would have missed out on caring about the world that is beyond broken. I would have lived for myself and not for others. And I would have looked great on paper. |