We walk up to this structure, if you could call it that, and it was packed. Jammed! Grand Central Station is what it looked like. We discovered that Harrison Ford was staying there. That’s right. The Harrison Ford and we’re thinking, “What in the world is Harrison Ford doing here in Belize out in the jungles?” and he was filming a movie. And we sat back and watched people fall all over themselves trying to take care of Harrison Ford. “Mr. Ford, yes”. There were five or six boats waiting for him, helicopters flying in giving him packages and things of that nature. Everyone was catering to Harrison Ford. We kind of sat back, the cool Texas tourists and thought, “This is ridiculous. People going that crazy for Harrison Ford”. However, one night Harrison walked over to our table and began to talk and we were all smiles. Those million dollar smiles, you know. When he said something to us that borderlined on being funny, we would give every joke a “10″ laugh. “Could I have my picture made with you, Mr. Ford?” and sure enough, we got our pictures made. Now, we weren’t treating him any differently of course than a normal person. I thought, “Ed, you treated him maybe a little different than you would the ‘common’ man or ‘common’ woman”.
The fight doesn’t start when you tell me to treat Harrison Ford more important than myself or President Bill Clinton. The fight starts when I am asked to treat you as more important than me; and I run head on with this principle throughout Scripture. Treat the gas station attendant, the minorities, Democrats, Republicans, even Buffalo Bills fans, as more important than yourself; and that’s a tough act to follow. That’s a tall order for a self-centered man like me.