My bouts of tranquility never seem to last for very long.
As soon as I overcome one source of turbulence, another bubbles up, leaving my
eye twitching and heart racing.Sometimes it's hormones, sometimes it's stress. Sometimes it's just a pressing need to get things done.
These are the times when my imagination goes crazy. I dream high lofty dreams where I achieve perfection and completion…and amply set myself up for disappointment, if not outright depression, at my inability to accomplish the dream—whether in terms of writing, relationships, how my house looks or how my day went.
Why do I do this to
myself? I wondered. Why can’t I just
be okay with the here and now, taking events and people in stride, rather than
building up all of these unattainable goals and crumbling with despair when
they don’t work out?
I posed the question to God this morning, and, in my
exhaustion I felt all I could do was pray and try to get on with my day. But a
nudge encouraged me to continue in my reading of 2 Corinthians, and this is
what I found:
[W]e know that when
these bodies of ours are taken down like tents and folded away, they will be
replaced by resurrection bodies in heaven—God made, not handmade—and we’ll
never have to relocate our “tents”
again. Sometimes we can hardly wait to move—and so we cry out in frustration.
Compared to what’s coming, living conditions around here seem like a stopover
in an unfurnished shack, and we’re tired of it! We’ve been given a glimpse of
the real thing, our true home, our resurrection bodies! The spirit of God whets
our appetites by giving us a taste of what’s ahead. He puts a little of heaven
in our hearts so that we’ll never settle for less. 2 Corinthians 1-5, The
Message.
Paul zones in on the restlessness
that comes with frustrating living arrangements of whatever kind, and how he
then likens it to the restlessness we feel while waiting to see the promises of
God fulfilled. It's like an artist who sees something better and wants to create it perfectly, but has to walk the clodhopper road between the perfect vision and the physical manifestation. These are exactly the same kind of anticipation and knowingness—knowing
that there’s something better and knowing that we aren’t living it yet.
And we can get tired of the tension.
And we can get tired of the tension.
But the trouble happens when we think that this kind of perfection and
completion is available here on earth, and I think this is where my skin gets
itchy. I think that if I just try a little harder, focus a little
more, give it a little more elbow grease, that I’ll attain that perfection
here. Oh, and if I don’t, it’s totally my fault and I should work harder.
Whew. No pressure there.
Instead, what Paul offers is a Heavenly perspective
versus a “Better- Than” perspective. “Better –Than” says there’s always
something [on earth] that’s better than what I have now, and that I should struggle
and sweat and worry until I get it. The Heavenly perspective says a more
perfect reality exists outside of the physical and that there’s nothing here on
earth that compares. We can reflect it, impersonate it, and look for it. But we can't attain it. Yet.
It also means then that this restless, this itchiness, I
feel for something else is natural and good. In fact, if I don’t feel it to
some degree, then it means I think this world can fill my needs. The
restlessness reminds me that God is the only one that can.
Paul goes on to describe the kind of perspective that we are to have instead:
But neither exile [troubling
living conditions] nor homecoming [perfection] is the main thing. Cheerfully
pleasing God is the main thing, and that’s what we aim to do, regardless of our
conditions (verse 9).
The question at the end of the day is not whether I have
accomplished something, or whether I’ve done something “as best I can.” And in
contrast, neither is it about not caring at all and giving up on this physical
life. In fact, this life isn't about the "doing" at all, at least it's not the priority. The doing is only as good as the heart it comes from. Life is about "being"-- pleasing God, being in relationship with
Him-- and neither physical perfection nor performance has a part in that.
So I can embrace the restlessness, let my imagination go, and try to see and find and reflect the perfection. But I can also rest knowing the perfection isn't in the doing; it's in the being.
This is a good perspective for this restless girl to rest in.
This is a good perspective for this restless girl to rest in.

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