A Word To My Reader
I am not a perfect voice calling out in the dark, but a broken voice calling out in the dark. I have not said anything perfectly, nor have I ever touched on perfection flawlessly. Every element I speak on found here will fall short on every degree because of the breadth and width of which the topic expands (both logically and emotionally). In fact the only thing I can come closest to in explaining perfectly would be my brokenness, because that, I know better than perfection. I can only try to speak about the glimpses of perfection I have seen in my life. Please bear that in mind as you read. I hope that these compositions can bring further light to the honest depths and heights that life teaches us about ourselves, the world around us, and the starter of this all, God.
As Phillip Lopate says, in reading this you will learn more about my “habits of thought” than the activities that actually make up my day to day. I do not assume that most will want to read any of this, but for the one who is feeling lost or confused, for the one who is trying to find reason to keep living, for the one who is fighting against himself, others, or his God, and desiring to better understand why, I hope these pieces of writing might be a friend to you. I hope they push you to press on, to appreciate living (and working), to appreciate the smallest of moments with a family member, close friend, or stranger. I hope they move you to explore and imagine, to find the “why” behind anything, and to trust that though we have a finite understanding, the One who is infinite has been made accessible to mankind. Mankind meaning you and me, and there is no small amount of peace to be found in that truth.
P.S. I attached a song to the bottom of each composition to accompany its reading. Enjoy!
A Good Person
(February 27, 2022)
Remember that a good person was never made without another having pity on them in their state of evil and rebellion. And they most often first appeared very hostile and unapproachable. To create better people, one must always push into the darkness first to pull another out into the light. Separation will do nothing of the sort.
In efforts of security and preservation, those who think they’re good isolate themselves because they cannot get the mess of the world on their hands. They forget that this most often accomplishes the opposite of their desire. They are not making the world a better place but only their world— a world that will grow smaller and smaller as they isolate to wash the dirt and disorder of others off their clothing. And then, the greater outer world will nevertheless grow and encroach upon their “place of safety” by taking it over and consuming it, and then it will be too late for any hopes of changing an evil and rebellious world to be good.