Greatness, it may be, is akin to thankfulness.
If you are great, popular, famous or any of the other notions we confuse together, you can’t live in front of a stadium full of people. Sooner or later you’re home with –. Do any of them love you for you, or do they all want or need something of your greatness?
And then you’re alone, with your greatness. Do you even like you? Can you enjoy hours with just you for company?
You cannot be great all the time for others. It will kill you.
Thankfulness, may be somewhat similar. You can be thankful for countries, freedoms, movies, God, salvation, and so on in stadiums, venues, or with a few.
When it is just you and a few, do they sense you are grateful for them, for who they are to you, beyond what they do for you.
And then there’s that being alone, again. Does gratitude form attitudes with which you face challenges, disappointments, challenges, or life’s raw edges?
Sooner or later, greatness and thankfulness converge in private moments where either humility deepens you, or you must get back in front of someone, anyone.