It’s easy to think we’re somebody when we’re well known at church, or in a particular industry, or at our children’s schools. When we have a nice portfolio, or a few letters after our name, or have a commemorative plaque on a little park bench somewhere, our pride creeps in and tempts us to want more: more recognition, more admiration, more influence, more, more, more. Few, myself included, have ever given thought to wanting less.
