Throughout my life many people have stated that manhood is one thing or another. This is my own version based off of an old history book I found years ago.
The Emperor of Constantinople had three sons. He wanted to give them a gift, so he had three jars created and sealed them with his seal. Now these jars were large by our standards Three to four feet tall. The first was red with gold trim and the word POWER written on the jar. Next the second jar was blue with silver trim and GLORY written upon it. Finally, the last jar was green with bronze trim and the words FAITH.
The eldest choose first and he took Power. The second son took Glory, and the last was given to the youngest. The eldest opened his jar and blood poured from the jar. Then the father explained, " A life of power you must recognize that you are responsible for the blood of your enemies, but also your allies."
Next, the middle child opened Glory. Ash poured from the jar onto the ground, and the father instructed his son. " Glory you rise high and fall hard eventually you are forgotten this you must accept."
Finally, the youngest opened his jar. There was nothing in the jar, except the word God scratched at the bottom. All your life you toil, and you will receive nothing from this world. Only after death will your toil prove it's worth.
Thus I learned that not matter what path you take there is a price to pay. We must have the maturity to accept it, and walk the path. I choose the third jar.