The ancient Romans didn’t use question marks. Not really much punctuation at all. They wrote in blocks, and heck no, people got it. They didn’t need to fuss over comma errors and run-on sentences.
At least, I don’t think so. I’m not a Latin scholar. But I know someone who is. And I think they would be wise to take this little quote very seriously.
We all should, actually.
Have you ever stopped and thought, “What the hell am I doing?”
I know I have.
I began life as an ordinary guy. I did just about everything that regular guys do. But over the years things changed. And choices once acceptable gradually became personally unacceptable. And this dynamic continues to this day.
If I were perfect – ha ha – it would not be so. But like all of us, I’m a work in progress as the old cliché goes. And life is a hammer that pounds out impurities and wrongful desires.
This little statue is only a few feet tall. It sits on a shelf just before you leave a nearby Catholic parish. I don’t think it’s bronze. Most likely plaster painted bronze. And it’s not exactly the most beautiful “Mary and Jesus” I’ve ever seen.
No one will ever write lofty, pretentious words about it.
But I still like it. I always steal an extra glance as I exit the church.
As ungainly as it is, it serves as a reminder.
Where are we going?
How do we get there?
I think deep down we all know the answer. We rationalize our b.s. and lousy behavior. But at heart, we know. There’s only one way. And “compromises” and all that other crap are just stepping stones that once stepped over, must be tossed away.
So I ask…
QUO VADIS ?