If you are reading this in a free country, with sturdy shoes, shelter from the cold, and clean water just a few steps away, you – like me – are quite privileged. The levels of privilege are compounded depending on our skin color, education level, and gender.
Recognizing our privilege in terms of acknowledging that we won some kind of genetic lottery is different from acknowledging that it is a privilege to serve others. (Wordy but true.)
– One is about the advantages we’ve received by virtue of our birth & sheer luck.
– The other is about our perspective and how we see any given situation as an opportunity to serve.
A colleague recently told me that it’s her privilege to serve the mentally ill in her congregation. Another mentioned that officiating at funerals for the many 80-somethings in her church was a great privilege.
One example = personal advantage
The other example = servant leadership
Imagine a world in which we rethink privilege. It would change everything.