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Tilting at Windmills

We have all had this scenario.

We are at a restaurant and the entrée that you get is not what you had hoped for. Perhaps the condiments were wrong. Or perhaps it is not cooked to how you asked for it to be cooked. Something is wrong.

And this is where there is a great divide in the world. Half of us will grumble and eat it. “See if I ever come back to this restaurant again,” we say in the back of our minds. The other half will complain or call for the manager.  Those of us in the 1stgroup may be getting uncomfortable even thinking about what those of you in the 2ndgroup do in this scenario.

I have already hinted which group I am in. Which group are you in?  

I can tell you that I am group 1. And my wife Sarah is group 2.

Why am I a “group 1” person? I think it is because I don’t want to cause problems. One of the cardinal virtues growing up was kindness. It seems kinder to just accept less and not make troubles for others.

But which really is kinder? 

This has been a lesson that has taken me years to learn. I still tend to be a group “1-er” but I now realize the tremendous value in the group “2-ers.” I have come to realize that those of us in group 1 might look kind, but the group 2 people are often actually being more kind.  Let me explain.

Sarah believes in people.  She values them and expects them to be intelligent and capable human beings. If they did not cook her food properly it is not because they should be “written off.” They should be told so that they can make it right. Also, they should be told so that they do not do this again or keep doing it. She actually believes that they are capable of doing their job. She gives them the benefit of the doubt and assumes that they are intelligent and capable. She is kind enough to believe in them and push them to be better.

Several years ago, we were looking to shift to a smaller church. We went through the process of visiting a variety of churches throughout the area. One Sunday we visited a church we were really interested in. That morning it was so crowded that we had to split up. My wife and I each had 1 or two of our daughters next to us on opposite sides of the church. As we heard the Pastor’s message it didn’t match what I thought the passage of Scripture said. At the end of the service we got in our car and started driving home. We talked about the message together. 

The group “1-er” (= me) was happy to drive on. “I don’t know that I agreed with what he said. I don’t think we need to go to that church again.” 

The group “2-er” (Sarah) was bugged. She didn’t think what he taught made sense either. When she heard that I agreed we talked about what to do. Ultimately, I turned the car around. Back to the church we went. We found the pastor. And then we started asking questions. In the end the discussion was a good one. We were able to hear and better understand his perspective. We ultimately still disagreed with his interpretation but not without showing him an appropriate level of respect. 

You see, Sarah assumes that people have a brain and are capable. 

Sarah has a very strongly developed sense of justice. Nothing bugs her more than to see something that is just not right. She feels compelled to try to fix it. As a group “1-er” I am more inclined to be passive, just accept things the way they are and handle things on my own. But Sarah believes in others. She believes in me. She thinks that I can do more than sometimes I think I can. 

I call it “Tilting at Windmills.” 

This is of course a reference to Don Quixote. This I know is not quite the correct term or reference. Don Quixote is wrong. He assumes the windmills are giants and fights them. They are not. They are windmills. But what is important is that he insists on continuing the fight. He is not going to just abdicate the responsibility. He will fight against what he thinks is a real threat. He would fight against what he thinks is wrong. 

So, this is not a perfect reference. Sarah is by and large fighting against things that are truly wrong. But she does not easily give up fighting against injustice, even if she is not likely to win or change things. And that is why I call it, “Tilting at Windmills.”

She is the same way with people. She is not so quick to “right them off.” She expects them to be competent. When they are not she might push them to be what they ought to be. Even though it might seem like an unending and futile battle, she will engage in the effort. She will be a “2-er” and bring up the problem with them. She will give them a chance to do better.

It is a hard lesson. From the outside I may look to be more kind. If they let me down, I can be tempted to just sort of give up and do it myself. I take on the servant role and just do things for people. I do not really want to make them uncomfortable or to hold them accountable. On the surface that seems kind and understanding. 

But on a deeper level, Sarah is actually being more kind. She is valuing people. She refuses to give up on them. She often pushes them to be the person that they really can be. It does not always work. But it works a LOT more than I think it would. 

I continue to try to learn from this example. I should believe in people. If they at first fail to perform I should ask them why. I should push them to be better versions of themselves. I should swallow hard and walk into confronting them not because I want to be mean, but because I value them so much that I want them to be better. It is not easy to do this. It takes some courage. But it can be important and really valuable.

I still would rather just eat the burger medium rare rather than medium (I like medium). But the years have brought to me a growing appreciation and respect for those of you who are group “2-ers.” 

Thank you for believing in people. 

Thank you for believing in me. 

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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.”