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I Have It All Figured Out

It is a good thing that I have it all figured out. You know – life, how to live my life, the universe, my place in it all – all of it. It is a good thing that I have it all figured out.

Not.

People like puzzles. They like to be challenged so that they can then conquer them and be satisfied. We want to think that life is the same way. There is this odd and very tempting thing in our minds that challenges us to figure everything out. We think we can make sense of it all. If we just try hard enough, we will pull it all in order and make it all make sense. It will finally click. It is just on the tip of our tongues – or just barely within reach of our brains.

I can be in charge then. I can with great cleverness and wisdom drive the pattern and direction of my life. I can figure out what I want to do, where I want to be and how I want my life to run. I can be in charge of my destiny. I can do it my way and make it my own.

But it is not true. 

There are times when I don’t have the slightest idea what to do next. I go from times when there are dozens of things in front of me to do. And then a moment later I don’t know what I want to or should do next. 

I don’t know what is going to happen in the coming day let alone in the coming months or years. I like to pretend that I am in charge. Like some huckster or magician, I pretend that what happened was in my plans and that I pulled it all off with great grace. But the truth is that I was mostly just responding to whatever happened in the moment as it came. It was really much more like “sight-reading” rather than performing a well-practiced and planned piece of music. 

The universe is so incredibly complicated. There are so many moving parts. There is of course purpose and meaning. That is why my brain seeks it out and tries to make sense of it. There are many things that do make sense. But there is a lot that does not. There is a lot that goes far beyond my simple ability to understand it. 

I think that if we were to be able to be pulled far above and beyond ourselves, we would see this. Imagine it is like google earth. You can zoom out so that you are looking from way above so that you could see all of the events on your life’s timeline and all the intersecting events from others timelines in perspective. Then all of the swirling complicated influences would make sense. We would be able to see the outrageous complexity and we would laugh. “There was NO WAY you could understand it all,” we would tell ourselves.  “From here you can see it. But when you are down in it there is no way you could see it.”

Chaos theory says that there is purpose and order in our universe. It only appears to be chaos because there are multiple very complicated intersecting levels of purpose and order. A pebble drops in the water and the waves make clear sense. If two pebbles drop in the water at the same time the intersecting waves are more complicated, but our brains are strong enough to be able to understand the interactions and reflections of the waves. But if a thousand pebbles drop in the water at the same time the complexities are so amazing that the waves look like utter chaos. Of course, there is order and purpose behind all of those waves even if we cannot make sense of them. It is just too complicated for us to see it all.

In living this life then I go from confidence to despair. I go from thinking in my cleverness that I understand my place and purpose to feeling like I don’t understand anything. I go from arrogant independence to humble dependence. I go from confidence to insecurity and at times to peace.

Peace. How can we realize that? I had a friend one time who dropped his guard and said that peace is a fallacy. It is a word that people say but does not really exist. The problem of course was that he was really really smart. His mind could make sense of science and the problems in front of him. But his reality was not just a thousand, but a million pebbles dropped in the water all at once. This reality could not be neatly sorted out by his brain and it therefore robbed him of the concept of peace.

I have felt peace at times. How?

If only there were someone who could be pulled way up into the clouds to oversee my timeline. Like the google earth zooming out so very very far that they could see the myriad of intersecting events that were driving my reality. If that person could be trusted – a friend – a love. They could reassure me. “Peace, child.” “It all makes sense.” “You cannot see it all or understand it, but there is purpose and order and meaning.” “It is too complex for me to explain it to you. You are going to have to just trust me. It makes sense. It is ok.”

I think you can see where I am going with this.

Our brains and our very beings seek purpose and meaning. We sense that it must all be there. And it is.

So how do we live within this:

  1. Step one: Seek God. Seek one who has created and understands this. The God of the Bible says that He is a loving and all-knowing God. He amazingly wants to be in relationship with us. Through the gospel He has created a way so that we could be in relationship with Him. He wants to be that person – that friend – that Father – who has the perspective that we long for. 
  2. Step two: Spend time with Him. Rather than hours spent wrestling with the complex reality puzzle as though you are going to figure it all out, spend time with the one who understands the answer to the puzzle. It is ok to try to solve the puzzle. It is natural for us to want to do this. But when we are frustrated it is time to go to the answer key – or more appropriately – to the one who holds and knows the answer.
  3. Step three: This is the hard one. Be at peace knowing that there is an answer key but that we are not going to get to read it. This is really hard. “Yes, there is an answer to the riddle. But “no” I am not going to tell you. I will not tell you because it is too complex for you to understand.”  Perhaps a better way to phrase this is, “Peace, child, you cannot understand.” Peace comes from trusting the relationship. That is hard. We have to admit that we are limited and be willing to trust and rest and love the one who can see it all. It is truly humble dependency.
  4. Step four: Pray. “But certainly, He does not want to hear about all of my little concerns?” But He does. Because the concerns are not little to you. Because they are important to you then they are important to Him. Just like I would want to hear about my children’s concerns. The second-grade spelling test was not a small thing to them. So then it was not a small thing to me. God is very clear about this. He wants to hear about it all. Even if He cannot explain it all to you, He wants to hear nonetheless.

In arrogance we often pretend that we have it all figured out. We make the world into crisp lines of black and white. We provide advice and simple answers to the so many that are struggling to navigate through this world. When it is our turn to struggle, we hide away our doubts and fears, just holding our breath waiting for the time when order will return. We wait for when we can be in control of our lives again. We put on a costume of being in control for those times when things are out of control. We lack peace but pretend as though it is there for us. 

I do not have everything figured out. I never will. Oh of course I will have aspects of things figured out. From time to time things will seem to make sense. But this is a complicated life. It does not all make sense.

My Lord knows me and loves me. He has provided a means by which I can have an intimate relationship with Him. In that relationship then I can have peace. 

“Peace, child. It does make sense. I know it can be hard on you. I know it can be painful. There is purpose and structure and meaning to it all. If I tried to explain it, it would not help. You must trust me. It is ok.”

“Peace.”

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The Drive

I did the same drive one night last week. It had been seven months to the day. I was driving from Holland to Grand Rapids. Both drives were in my Mini Cooper Countryman. I clicked it into Sport mode just like I had done seven months earlier. “Let’s Motor Hard!” the dash flashed back at me. I could feel the power of the turbo push me back in the seat as I accelerated away from the stop and shifted through the gears. I had the same music playing. I hadn’t done all of this intentionally. It just happened. The song, “Chasing the Sun” came on. It was a song that hit me so very hard 7 months ago. The night of the 1stdrive I listened to it repeatedly. This time I listened to it once and then turned the music off. It hit me that I was reliving the drive of 7 months ago.

I turned the music off so that I could think. Things are different now. What has changed? What have I learned? Am I wiser now or am I just different? I wanted to hear what was inside my head. I turned the music off.

I realize now that I was angry the night of that 1stdrive. I was mad at myself. I was mad at the world. I felt like I had been pushing so hard and been living my life deferred for the future. That isn’t entirely true. But I felt such an intense feeling of FOMO.[1]My unspoken assumptions were crashing around me. I assumed that I had a lot of time. I assumed that I had retirement. I assumed that there was tomorrow to do, I don’t even know what, but that that tomorrow was there for whatever I wanted it to be there to do. And then it wasn’t.

I wanted to be free. I wanted to sail away on my sailboat into the sunset. For days on end. 

I wanted to get up in the morning and have margin. To be able to breathe and not feel pressured to get anything done. To be able to do things. I don’t know what but to be able to do them. To feel my own emotions. To think my own thoughts. To tinker. To go out to breakfast. To slow down enough to really appreciate the important people in my life. To drive slowly through life just because I felt like it.

That was when I started writing. I had to. There was so much in my head that I needed to put it down somewhere just to be able to think. I didn’t have any intention of blogging or sharing it at the time. I just wanted – or needed – to write.

As I continued to drive on “the drive” version 2 things felt different. What? How?

All of those former things are still important. I never want to lose the wisdom of that first drive. 

But there is more. There is a deeper wisdom. There is life without the anger. There is life not being driven by FOMO. There is life to be lived. 

In my heart I could feel the difference. My heart was trying to teach me as I turned each corner. It was gently telling me that there was a deeper wisdom yet that I needed to hear. I drove on.

I saw a man mowing the grass. Even with the windows closed the image was strong enough that my senses came alive in my mind. I could imagine the smell of the freshly cut grass. The cool evening air moving past my cheeks. The vibrations of the mower. The satisfaction of the smooth and even symmetrically groomed grass. I envied him. Smell it. Feel it. Experience it. Enjoy it!

The sensations are nice. They should not be ignored. They should be enjoyed. They should be tasted and savored and lived in the moment.

I drove further down the road, made a few turns and continued to drive.

Next was the tilled field. The raw dirt was visible. Still my windows were closed and the senses that came alive were not real but were in my mind. And yet they were as strong as if I were walking through the field. The earthy smell of the dirt. The soft clumps breaking beneath my feet. The warmth of the sun on my back. My mind was alive and filled with sensations again.

The wisdom was coming through.

I was able to hear and understand. I could turn the music on again and enjoy it.

“Dying is easy. Living is harder,” is a quote from the musical, “Hamilton.” That is not the music I was listening to, but the phrase seemed to capture some of what I think I am trying to say. We can debate the truth of that statement. I think it may not be completely true. Out of profound respect for those who are on the edge of dying we must acknowledge that we do not know how hard it is for them. But figuring out how to live is indeed an important challenge. And I think that is what I am hoping to convey.

It is easy to dream of doing great and amazing things. It can fill us with emotions as we aspire to more. We can plan and dream of the future. We can build and defer and hope. All of that is very good. But there is even more that is important in life.

This moment. 

This moment has immense value. That is the deep lesson. Not a deep need for something else. But to love the now. To appreciate the gift of the moment and to taste, feel, smell, hear and see the beauty and joy of the now. Not living for tomorrow. Not living for yesterday. Living for today. Living for this very moment.

So, what is different than the 1stdrive? I have been given a reprieve. There may be a future. I don’t know how long of a future. The cancer could be gone for good. Maybe it is, maybe it isn’t. But there is enough room to begin thinking about a future. But that is suddenly not as important as the now. It doesn’t mean that I don’t strongly and intensely believe in the power of hope and looking forward. It just means that I also now believe in the importance and value and richness of “the now.”

Seven months ago, it was about all of the things that I might not get to do. It was about an intense pressure to experience tomorrow today. Now it is about really experiencing today today.

Today I had the gift to see a patient in the office. 

I actually saw many patients but living in the now is about each “one moment.” 

This was a moment of taking an anxious patient and their family and verbally holding them. Supporting them. Caring for them. “What questions do youhave?” I asked the wife when the patient was finished asking his questions. She was trying to make words and they wouldn’t come. There was a deep emotional sore underneath and she was struggling to remove the bandage so that I could see it. I did it for her. “So, what is going to happen?” I asked. We could then openly discuss the fears for his future, whether he would respond to the treatment changes and how long would he live. I could begin to answer some of the deep fears and pain that she was feeling.

That moment. 

Immense value. 

Not the future. There. Then. Now.

There were dozens of those moments and experiences. Every day brings them. That is the deep wisdom. To experience the world that God has given us today and to enjoy what it has today. 

I know that it is a fallen and broken world. There is pain and times when it is all just “not right.” But it is also a world that God once created in perfection. At times it still gives us glimpses of this perfection. It gives us glimpses of who He is. In the beauty that remains we can see His reality. We can feel the perfection of the plans that He has for us. 

In the love of a wife for her husband. The smell of freshly cut grass. The feel of the cool evening dew on your face. The earthy smell of fresh dirt filling your nose. The gentle kiss or touch of someone you love. The sun rising through the trees as the brand-new spring leaves are just popping out. The amazing gift that He gives me to be his minister of grace and love and kindness as a physician. These are all wonderous glimpses of God within His creation. Each glimpse brings meaning and joy to our lives.

After the 1stdrive there were a dozen thoughts about what I was going to do. Would I continue to work? Would we make dramatic changes in how we lived our lives? We looked at houses on the water. I thought about other things that I wanted to do. We talked about “bucket lists.” We thought about all sorts of things.  

But the truth is that God has given me so much. Honestly, now it seems shameful to me to not appreciate all that He has already given. As I think about a “bucket list” it doesn’t seem so important anymore. Will each experience really make me that much happier or fulfilled? There is a much different question. Can I be intentional enough to love what I already have?

A physician friend in another city returned to work after his cancer. I spoke with him several weeks ago. He told me that he is back at work because it is who he is. I didn’t realize it in the moment, but he has discovered deep wisdom. He is living and enjoying who he is and what he has. 

“Living is harder.” Maybe. Maybe not. But can you do it? Can you live? Can you enjoy the moment? Can you enjoy the gifts of the now? 

Look up from your phone or computer for a minute. Engage your senses. Take in the moment. Find joy in it. Experience it for a minute. Imagine you were given the gift of being able to return from the future to this very moment and relive it. How would you live it? What is there in this moment that is valuable and worthy to be enjoyed?

There are cool things coming tomorrow. It is ok to hope and dream and plan and reach for them. Yesterday had both good and bad within it. Memories can be nice. But do not forget the immense value in today. In the now.

That is what the Lord was telling me on “the drive” version 2. The anger is gone. We all want a lot. But today has a lot –enough – for me. For you.


[1]FOMO = Fear Of Missing Out