I found a quote by an obscure Rabbi Bunim about a year ago. He wrote this:
Keep two pieces of paper in your pockets at all times. One that says ‘I am a speck of dust.’ The other ‘The world was created for me.’
It’s a paradox that keeps me grounded in reality. Dignity and depravity. I’m royalty in God’s eyes, but a royal screw-up. I’ve been made to inherit the Kingdom, and (simultaneously) I’m building my own Kingdom.
And so, I live in this dual reality. And you do too. Growing older allows me to embrace more and more how deeply I’m loved as God’s unique image and beloved son. And growing older allows a radical honesty – that though I’ve reached a major signpost along the road, I’ve got a long, long way to go.