There aren't many stories from the Bible that stick with me but two do clang in my head, off and on. The first is right up there early in Genesis, when Adam hides from God because Adam knows enough to know he is naked. The second is the terrifying parable of the talents, where one servant hides his talent (a nicely ambiguous term) rather than putting it to productive use. In both cases, the hiding man suffers.
I do know enough to know that I'm still hiding myself and my talent and that, well into my seventh decade on the planet, I'd better come out and start to produce something with meaning or I'm looking at quietly sinking beneath the waves, with nothing but a reputation for being a pretty nice guy.
It's more than sitting in the front row and raising your hand a lot, because I did that. It's more than volunteering for tricky assignments, because I've done that too. It has something to do with coming out and standing in front of The Big Guy, and standing up to that authority. Saying, here's my best shot. And pulling the trigger.
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