Einstein's Brain

      Einstein was quoted as saying that man only uses 10% of his cognitive ability.

     One of my high school teachers told of having seen the old man. The quirky genius stood out in a crowd. His wiry, white hair was long and unruly. He wore baggy pants and woolen sweaters that seemed more characteristic of a janitor, than a genius. He was a singular fellow. A Dreamer among dreamers!

     Einstein died, as all people do, and a particular medical doctor was charged with doing a final autopsy on the great man. However, without the family’s permission, Einstein’s brain was not only examined, but sliced, dissected and made into microscopic slides, which were subsequently sent to various research facilities throughout the country. The remainder of the brain was cut into chunks, stored in formaldehyde, and is still “housed” at the same pathologist’s home in New Jersey.

     Researchers never discovered anything particularly unique about Einstein’s brain tissue. It appears to be the same gray, wrinkled material common to all of us. “The jury is still out,” but it’s doubtful that anything extraordinary will ever be found.

     But we were all born for greatness! Every one of us. We were destined to fulfill specific and particular plans on earth. I love the verse,

 

     “I know the plans I have for you, (says the Lord;) plans for good, and not for evil to give you a future and a hope.” (Jeremiah 29:11, KJV)

     There’s a book called Dream Releasers (by Wayne Cordeiro.) I’ve just purchased the little volume and look forward to reading it. A quick scan of the book separates it from many other similar volumes.

     God has placed me in the role of a “Dream Releaser.” It’s an awesome responsibility, for He is using me as a catalyst and trigger mechanism to begin a domino effect in the lives of both individuals, and groups of people. If my “powder is wet,” it’s doubtful I’ll see extraordinary results in the lives of those I mentor.

      But we cannot hope to inspire greatness, if we, ourselves, are not inspired to GREATNESS.

      There was a wonderful race horse named Citation. His record is among the best of the 20^th Century. He was singular among thousands of other equines. It is said that, though he ran magnificently on the track, he was almost uncontrollable in the Winner’s Circle. Each time his jockey brought him to that famous circle, he would buck and kick, and standing still was out of the question.

     However, the grand horse’s trainer finally came up with a novel idea. On a particular day after a particular race, and after Citation had “brought home the bacon,” the champion was lead to the Winner’s Circle. But this time the horse was turned to face the field of his labors. Amazingly, Citation stood still, ears intent on the next sound, eyes focused on the racetrack. After every win his jockey performed that same tactic, and from that moment it always worked.

     The fine animal, having just run and won a race, was keen to do it again.

      I think we must keep our eyes focused on the prize. I think we must be more tuned in to the track, than to the Winner’s Circle. There are enough people looking for acclaim, to be seen; to be noticed.

 

      We cannot hope to inspire others to dream, if our dreams are covered with cobwebs. We cannot lead others when we, ourselves, refuse to be led. We cannot inspire our subordinates, if we're more content to linger in the Winner's Circle than to run the race.

      We must “set the standard.” We are Dream Releasers.

 

By William McDonald, PhD. Excerpt from "Unconventional Devotions" Copyright 2005