Sometimes I get surprised by things. I have experiences that show me there is more to life than I had previously thought. These experiences are sometimes rather shallow, other times rather profound. An experience might enrich my life and make me feel contentment or happiness, or it might open my eyes to a void and make me feel longing or sadness.
In those moments of happiness I feel like I have a taste of what heaven is like.
In those moments of sadness I feel like I have a taste of how broken the world is.
Today the world feels very broken to me.
I’m studying Genesis right now, this week Genesis 3, which has me thinking about the beginning of suffering and pain. I’m wrestling with how much of pain and suffering that I experience can be traced to sin in my life and incorrect values and how much is just part of the curse that humanity bears. Since this world is fallen and broken, it stands to reason that desiring something that is not broken would cause pain even if the sufferer had only pure intentions. Not that I think my intentions are always pure. But I wonder how much suffering and pain is inevitable?
‘Tis better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at all.
I guess I’ll be able to form my own opinion on the matter.
So I wonder, is it better to catch a glimpse and be made aware of a void, or is it better to just be unaware? Does living a full life mean being vulnerable and realizing how much pain and brokenness is in the world? Do we live better lives when we have experienced pain? How much contentment is healthy?
I remember the words I used to hear from my parents at times when I would complain about things as a child. “Ben, sometimes life isn’t fair.”