Why is
that? Why isn’t it just as easy to expect the best from others and to assume
more noble motives?
Some have
learned how to think and see differently. A world-renowned
paleontologist, PierreTeilhard
de Chardin (1881-1955) was also a Jesuit priest. Somewhere along these
two paths, de Chardin learned to see humanity differently. In his essay
“Mass on the World” (which can be read in its entirety here), he writes:
“One by one, Lord, I see and I love all those whom you have
given me to sustain and charm my life. One by one also I number all those who
make up that other beloved family which has gradually surrounded me, its unity
fashioned out of the most disparate elements, with affinities of the heart, of
scientific research and of thought. And again one by one — more vaguely it is
true, yet all-inclusively — I call before me the whole vast anonymous army of
living humanity; those who surround me and support me though I do not know
them; those who come, and those who go; above all, those who in office,
laboratory and factory, through their vision of truth or despite their error,
truly believe in the progress of earthly reality and who today will take up
again their impassioned pursuit of the light.”
But how
does one get to this vantage point? Perhaps the answer lays in understanding
the goodness and capacity that lie dormant within each of us, and which each of
us wrestles with from time to time.
This idea reminds me of a stanza from Mormon Apostle (my great great-grandfather) Orson F. Whitney's "Elias: An Epic of the Ages" (1904):

“Greatness, true greatness, mightiness of mind,
And greater greatness, grandeur of the soul,
Tell but one tale — capacity, not place;
Capacity, whose sire, experience,
Whose ancestors, innate intelligence,
Original, inborn nobility,
As oft in hut as mansion have their home.
“‘Tis not the crowning that creates the king.
Man's proper place where God hath need of him.
Naught can be vain that leadeth unto light ;
Struggle and stress, not plaudit, maketh strong ;
Victor and vanquished equally may win,
Climbing far heights, where fame, eternal fame,
White as the gleaming cloak of Arctic hills,
Rests as a mantle, fadeless, faultless, pure,
On loftiest lives, whose snowy peaks, sun-crowned,
Receive but to dispense their blessedness.”
I think Orson F. Whitney describes well the struggle that
many (if not all) experience in life, as well as the beauty that can emerge
from such struggles. I believe that the more we are sensitive to the fact of
other's struggles, the more love we can have for them.
I recently heard a quote that seemed to express this idea:
“Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle.” It was
attributed to Plato, but when I tried looking it up to read it in context, I
discovered that the quote has also been attributed to a number of other
authors.
It appears as though the germ of this idea actually comes from a fellow by the name of John Watson (see here for the full story). In his 1904 chapter on "Courtesy" in The Homely Virtues(available in its entirety here), he writes:

It appears as though the germ of this idea actually comes from a fellow by the name of John Watson (see here for the full story). In his 1904 chapter on "Courtesy" in The Homely Virtues(available in its entirety here), he writes:

“This man beside us also has a hard fight with an
unfavouring world, with strong temptations, with doubts and fears, with wounds
of the past which have skinned over, but which smart when they are touched. It
is a fact, however surprising. And when this occurs to us we are moved to deal
kindly with him, to bid him be of good cheer, to let him understand that we are
also fighting a battle; we are bound not to irritate him, nor press hardly upon
him nor help his lower self” (p. 168).
The idea,
then, is to try to understand the lives of others – their hopes, their fears,
their accomplishments, their losses, and their struggles. Watson goes on
to say, in quite charming language:
“So far as
we break the bonds of self and project ourselves into the life of our brother
man, we are bound to be courteous, because we shall now be interested in what
is dear to him. This man also has a family and a business; this man also has
had sicknesses and trials. Imagine! We must not therefore talk without ceasing
about our children, our interests, our afflictions, our life. This man also has
a church, and a creed, and opinions of his own, and a history. Remarkable!”
It seems
silly when phrased in this way, but it is nonetheless true. What is silly is
how long it takes most of us to realize that the world does not revolve around
us, but that it is millions, even billions, of worlds all bound to one planet.
The
principle of “the lives of others” meant nothing to me until I had a
particularly difficult time working with a somewhat disobedient missionary. For
weeks I was frustrated and agitated by his small disobedience. It was a
combination of multiple things that helped me to finally be tossed from my
little, self-centered world to a healthier perspective.
The catalyst for my change in perception was a
letter I had received from my older brother Lincoln, who said that I must love
my companion, and in order to do so, I must learn about him and know where he
came from. Lincoln used and example that was very helpful: “It is easy for us
to ignore and walk passed the homeless beggar. But what if he was your
brother? Were he your brother, you wouldn't care what he had done to get himself there. You would pick him up and take him home,
clean him up, give him a warm meal, a place to stay, and help him get back on
his feet. Now what is the difference between a homeless man and your brother?
The difference is that you know your brother and because you know him, you love
him.”
When we
choose to invest ourselves in the lives, thoughts, and feelings of others, we
“break the bonds of self” and enter another world. And the more we try to
understand that world, the more we can come to see the beauty of that unique
and preciously fragile world.
Citizenship
in such a new world can be difficult to attain.
The views from such a new world, however, are remarkable.
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