Well, let me tell you a story, kind of like the ones them old folks used to tell back in the day. This one’s about a fella named Icarus. Now, I ain’t never read no fancy books or nothin’, but I heard this story from somewhere, maybe the preacher, maybe the TV, who knows. Anyways, this Icarus fella, he was a young’un, full of beans and vinegar, ya know?
Who was this Icarus, you ask? Well, from what I gather, he was some Greek fella’s kid, this other guy named Daedalus. Daedalus, he was a real smarty-pants, always tinkerin’ and buildin’ stuff. Like them fellas on the fix-it shows, only way older, I reckon. This Daedalus, he made these here wings, like bird wings, but outta wax and feathers. Imagine that! Wings made outta wax and feathers! Crazy, right?
- Daedalus was the smart one, the inventor.
- Icarus was his son, the young fella.
- They had these wings, made of wax and feathers.
So, Daedalus, he tells Icarus, “Now, son, don’t you go flyin’ too high. The sun’ll melt that wax and you’ll come crashin’ down like a sack of potatoes.” But you know how young folks are, always thinkin’ they know better. Icarus, he gets them wings on and he’s just so darn excited, he can’t hardly stand it. He takes off flyin’, and it’s all good at first. He’s soarin’ like a bird, feelin’ the wind in his hair, probably thinkin’ he’s somethin’ special.
But then, oh boy, then he gets a little too big for his britches. He forgets what his daddy told him and starts flyin’ higher and higher, closer and closer to that hot sun. And wouldn’t you know it, that wax starts meltin’. Just like Daedalus said it would. That poor boy, he starts fallin’, flappin’ them featherless wings, but it’s no use. He comes tumblin’ down outta the sky and lands smack-dab in the ocean. Drowned, poor fella. Just like that. Gone.
Now, some folks say this story ain’t in the Bible. And you know what? They’re probably right. I ain’t never seen it in there myself. But it kinda reminds me of some of them Bible stories, ya know? Stories about listenin’ to your elders, about not gettin’ too proud and thinkin’ you’re better than everyone else. The Bible’s full of stories like that. About folks who disobeyed and paid the price. Like that fella Jonah, runnin’ from God and endin’ up in the belly of a whale. Or that story about pride…pride goes before a fall, they say. Yep, sounds a lot like Icarus to me.
This Icarus story, it’s a warnin’, I guess. A warnin’ to listen to folks who know better, to not get too carried away with yourself. ‘Cause if you do, you might just end up fallin’ hard, just like Icarus. It’s a sad story, but it’s a good one too, if you think about it. It teaches you somethin’, you know? About bein’ humble, about stayin’ grounded, about not flyin’ too close to the sun. And that’s somethin’ we all could use a little reminder of now and then, ain’t it?
So, that’s the story of Icarus as best as I can tell it. Maybe not exactly how them fancy book-writers would tell it, but it’s the way I heard it and the way I remember it. And I reckon that’s good enough. It’s a story about a young fella who flew too high and paid the price. A story about listenin’ and learnin’ and knowin’ your limits. And that’s somethin’ worth rememberin’, no matter who you are or where you come from.
Some say Icarus’ story is in Ovid’s Metamorphosis, a big ol’ book of Greek and Roman stories, not the Bible, though. Anyways, the point is, don’t be like Icarus. Listen to good advice, and don’t get too big for your britches, or you might just find yourself fallin’ faster than a sack of potatoes.
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