I am very human in the way I love to feel alive. See the excitement in life all around me. I love to find it for myself by trying new things, asking questions, searching for answers.
But, what I struggle with most, I think, is the very common, everyday life that is incredibly monotonous. Wake up every morning. Still need to make breakfast, dishes, laundry, whiney or fighting kids, dirt, sadness, meanness, decay, things that break and need to be fixed. The mundane. The predictable. The incomprehensibly never complete-able.
It is one thing to be out on a horse conquering some big dragon out in the universe. It is still another to stay home and fight ingratitude, boredom, and normal resistance to progress.
It is like fighting gravity. You want to be in outer space, above it all, doing something grand.
But, the fact is, life is happening on earth. That is where it is. Life is dirt. It is a cycle of dirt. It is hunger. It is a cycle of hunger. When you are winning, you don’t have something new and wonderful, you are just free from something distasteful.
It takes a keen sight to find the glory is working hard to get rid of something unwanted that relentlessly comes back. And, you know, if you quit, you will lose. But if you work super hard you can never win. It will always come back.
The weeds will come back, the dirt will come back, the hunger will come back, the bills will come again, the clothes will wear out, that thing will break.
Which war is harder, I wonder? They are both necessary.
But, it takes a very courageous person to carry on knowing it is a doomed mission. It will never be finished.
But, perhaps that is the glory of it?
The challenges are necessary to life, like gravity.
To win the war, we have to win the daily battle in Bedford Falls.
(I’m just noticing how fitting that town name is. Here is where we sleep. Here is where we fall down. Here is where we help each other keep getting up again.)