soaring.will.involve.some.humbling
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Thought I’d preface today’s swishism with the invite I got to LEON Restaurant to taste test some of their (sublime) new recipes yesterday . We were pleasantly surprised to find their operations team and one of the founders we’re not just there, but actually listening to our feedback in person.
Award-winning restaurants soliciting feedback is nothing new, but down-to-earth founders engaging with their customers, trying to find out how they can make something more remarkable without the red-tape… that is rare in London, at least for me it was.
It got me thinking and then I saw this shot, entitled Rise Above (see left)
This flower is shot from the the bottom of a Brooklyn stoop. I imagine it’s one stoop away, one bended knee away from being plucked from relative obscurity to some well-appointed sun-drenched vase.
Once you notice the flower, it’s hard not to stoop down. Often for me though, the thinking goes ‘How can anything good come from… getting low?’ No surprise then that the times I lack humility most are the times I have least hope; no hope that there is anything worthwhile in the ‘low place’ for me, that my crouch will somehow be wasted. I like this picture because it affirms what a lie all that is.
There is hope,
flowering in obscure places
only catch is, I lack the power to
see it in vases.
I think we all lack that power to a degree, if we’re human.
On the upside however, it seems hope (and a slice of the humble) are just waiting to be taken up, whether from a 21st century restaurant in hip London locations, reaching out to Joe Bloggs with testers, or from a 1st century, Galilean fisherman like St Peter, who, once headstrong and proud, becameĀ a conduit for truths like: “Humble yourself under the mighty hand of God, for in due time he will exalt you”. 1 Peter 5:6