At one point in time I thought a Man was what people thought of him, how they esteemed him, so I tried to be the person people would look up to.
But I found emptiness;
Then I thought a Man is someone who has power and influence over what he does, that others would say, there is a man who is in charge, someone to watch, a leader.
There I found loneliness;
Then I found that a Man, a real man is someone who simply and quietly sows himself into his friends and family. Looking to God and only Him for approval, waiting to hear;
” Well done good and faithful servant, enter into the joy of the Lord”