Eagle Scouts Journey
An Eagle’s Journey: A Journey Towards Clarity
Sitting in the church pew as an Eagle Scout, listening to my Scoutmaster and other adult leaders extol my virtues was a surreal experience. How did I get here? It felt like they were talking about someone else. It seemed like just yesterday I was painting my Pine Wood Derby Car and preparing for the biggest race in Cub Scouting. I organized a group of fellow scouts to build a magnificent 20-foot bridge for my Eagle Project, which in hindsight was easy. I loved building things and seeing results, and I was so proud of the bridge we built at Ft. Ancient. I hadn’t really taken the time to reflect upon completing my project and the significance that its completion held. Who were they talking about? Surely they weren’t talking about me. …show more content…
As I listened to my Scoutmaster and fellow scouts discussing my accomplishments and the path I took to get to Eagle, I felt unworthy. Sitting there I did not know who I was; I had done this, but it did not feel like I was myself. It felt like there was someone else living my life and I was just a shadow cast from the light of the Eagle Scout spirit candle illuminating the room. They talked with precision, about a leader, someone who goes above and beyond to help others, who has earned 21 merit badges ranging from First Aid to Citizenship in my Community to Cooking. I was always doing the best I could; however, everything I had worked towards felt superficial. Did I really deserve this great honor? Did I deserve to become an eagle scout? These were the questions that were gnawing away at my conscious Here I was being inducted into a brotherhood, a fraternity of Eagles. I strangely felt like I didn’t fit into this elite organization. This was the conflict that I needed to
Sitting in the church pew as an Eagle Scout, listening to my Scoutmaster and other adult leaders extol my virtues was a surreal experience. How did I get here? It felt like they were talking about someone else. It seemed like just yesterday I was painting my Pine Wood Derby Car and preparing for the biggest race in Cub Scouting. I organized a group of fellow scouts to build a magnificent 20-foot bridge for my Eagle Project, which in hindsight was easy. I loved building things and seeing results, and I was so proud of the bridge we built at Ft. Ancient. I hadn’t really taken the time to reflect upon completing my project and the significance that its completion held. Who were they talking about? Surely they weren’t talking about me. …show more content…
As I listened to my Scoutmaster and fellow scouts discussing my accomplishments and the path I took to get to Eagle, I felt unworthy. Sitting there I did not know who I was; I had done this, but it did not feel like I was myself. It felt like there was someone else living my life and I was just a shadow cast from the light of the Eagle Scout spirit candle illuminating the room. They talked with precision, about a leader, someone who goes above and beyond to help others, who has earned 21 merit badges ranging from First Aid to Citizenship in my Community to Cooking. I was always doing the best I could; however, everything I had worked towards felt superficial. Did I really deserve this great honor? Did I deserve to become an eagle scout? These were the questions that were gnawing away at my conscious Here I was being inducted into a brotherhood, a fraternity of Eagles. I strangely felt like I didn’t fit into this elite organization. This was the conflict that I needed to