
But Lincoln - and that type of people are made of a totally different mettle, Lincoln looked at the man and said, "Sir I know that my father used to make shoes in your house for your family, and there will be many others here...because the way he made shoes; nobody else can. He was a creator. His shoes were not just shoes, he poured his whole soul in it. I want to ask you, have you any complaint? Because I know how to make shoes myself; if you have any complaint I can make another pair of shoes. But as far as I know, nobody has ever complained about my fahter's shoes. He was a genius, a great creator and I am proud of my father".
The whole Senate was struck dumb. Tjey could not understand what kind of man Abraham Lincoln was. He had made shoe making an art, a creativity. And he was proud because his father did the job so well that not even a single complaint had ever been heard.
It does not matter what you do. What matters is how you do it - of our own accord, with your own vision, with your own love. Then whatever you touch becomes gold.
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