What if I don't want to rule the world? What if I don't want to have anything to do with influencing the course of human history, let alone ruling the world?
Okay, so if I can influence it for good–guaranteed for good, then maybe I'll take a bash at it, but you just never know do you? I think of that king in the Bible who begged for more years to live, and probably did great things with those years, except he also sired a devil of a son who did terrible things.
I look at all these children in my care and I don't know that I want to be responsible for how all these little people turn out–and don't stroke my ego here and tell me I'm a great provider or mother, or anything like that. I'm adequate surely, but I'm not nearly as good as you want to think I am. Then again, maybe adequate is the best any of us can hope to be.
My down the street a few houses neighbor voiced the opinion in Sunday School a few weeks ago that once we recognize that we have a problem or a personality flaw because of something our parents did or did not do, from that moment on, they are no longer responsible for it–we are. I think I like this reasoning. Especially now that I'm the parent muddling up everyone's lives.
In which case I don't have to be perfect. Maybe all I have to do is teach them to think clearly. And hope they can see themselves for who they truly are at a really young age :o)