So, I’m sitting in the Qantas Club at Auckland Airport, waiting to board, and having a muse.
I decided to catch up on my LiveJournalling / blogreading, and came across a post from a darling girl I know who is very spiritual, very strongly a Christian, and having dilemmas. If she reads this, she will know it’s her I’m talking about.
It is probably something I cannot fathom. I was reading her post, sensing her struggling with her anguish about possibly being “unworthy” of God’s grace. Knowing that the Almighty knows her feelings, and might think she is unworthy because not all her thoughts are pure. The fear of failing God.
It’s something similar to another boy I know too well, brought up a Catholic. Whilst different ethos, the guilt is always there. The guilt of failing, of somehow not being able to control impure thoughts or deeds.
It’s not just Christianity, this applies to nearly all kinds of organised religion where expectations are put in place. The same kind of expectations that parents have for their children, particularly those where the best isn’t good enough.
So how to we justify ourselves when we fall short of these expectations? There is not a mortal alive that does not fail to live up to their own expectations. It’s the bar we set for ourselves, the bar that always moves a little bit higher as you reach out for it.
I’m not saying I have the answer. I’m one of those who chronically sets my own bar up in the clouds, and then go through agony when I keep failing. What I am learning, or trying to learn, is it is not so much reaching the goal, but what you can gain out of the journey. And whether you can use what you learn to better plan how you live your life.
Of course, achieving goals is important for our psyche in order to give us confidence to move on, but these really need to be clearly defined and quantifiable and in our grasp, or they will change and be unattainable. Goals such as “achieve enlightment” or “become a better person” are dangerous if you think about the destination and not the journey.
Anyway, my flight is being called, so I’ll get my head out of the clouds so you can all scratch your head and wonder what great drug I’ve been taking
Have a great weekend, all !
