A Life's Pursuit: Fractured From Flawed

Wednesday, April 25, 2007

Fractured From Flawed





We are composed of many different parts with even more tiny pieces inside. What a magnificent sculptor our creator must be. The vision to see the surface, the knowledge to create beneath and the forsight to manufacture the offspring. [Hmmm....can omnipotence have forsight? Hmmm... in theory....Time would be circular, not linear. You would know the past, present and future all at the same time.....hmmm....I think I'm getting dizzy.] Jonathan Swift once said, "Vision is the art of seeing what is invisible to others." I guess I want more vision, to see beyond where I am and even where I am going to the very end/beginning. We always say that had we known, we would have....blah blah blah. I tend to believe that probably isn't true. We fancy the dance too much. Maybe not, maybe we fancy the unknown of the untaken road. Who knows? People are great! The good thing about people — we are "godlike;" the bad thing about people — we are "godlike." We are curious beings that like to ask questions; especially ones we cannot answer. Should we clone? Are we the only intelligent life in the universe? How can we create more powerful weapons? Should we have clean fuels or just keep making money? Why can't we be God?

fractured faith


The problem with questions and life in general is that it produces at some point a "fractured fatih." Between what doesn't make sense and time after time of asking 'why,' we invent our own answers. But nature/life has a trick! Whether that is in what we hear, see or believe about the world or ourselves; circumstances arise that enable us to heal. That's one of the reasons I suspect we suffer losses. Loss enables us to refocus, to take a break, to back up and look more intensly at a far bigger picture. Things tend to prepare us for the next big thing...kinda like an energy pill for the next fight. We see the inter-connectedness of issolated things. Even in the simplest of things lies its complexity. Even in the worst of things is our best, hidden, nestled down deep just beyond our sight or reach. What is the sound of the ocean's whisper?


1 comment:

Anonymous said...

fractured faith- I guess that would be our perception of how our faith working-
if faith is indeed an invitation- a calling or drawing nearer to God- it is immutable- never changing as God is never changing-
our perception of how strong we are-
yep- that can change
great blog