I walked into my father’s office for the first time



Friday March 29, 2024


I walked into my father’s office for the first time when I was 16. It was barren, apart from a picture of his family and a monitor.

No books. No artwork. My dad’s a simple guy.

But I asked him the way a son kids his dad, “why don’t you put up your PhD diploma like other folks, so they can know of your greatness?”

My dad paused. “Because I want them to feel my greatness.”

We both laughed. He’s one of the most humble people I know. But his words never left me - even if it was a joke on both sides.

He didn’t care about titles. He didn’t want to brag to people about his titles or pull rank. I don’t think he wanted a corner office (but I’m sure he didn’t mind at some level).

Point is: do you talk the talk or walk the walk? I hope people can trust me for who I am, and not where I’ve been or what I’ve done.


Bryan lives somewhere at the intersection of faith, fatherhood, and futurism and writes about tech, books, Christianity, gratitude, and whatever’s on his mind. If you liked reading, perhaps you’ll also like subscribing: