We strive mightily to make things perfect. But would we really like them that way?
What would a game of golf be like if every drive and putt were perfect every time? What would be the fun in hunting if every outing produced record game with perfect shots? Would victory of any kind carry reward if it didn't lie on the other side of struggle? Who would want to see a move with no conflict to be resolved?
As we deal with the difficulties of this world, it may be good to consider that while we do not like pain, pleasure is not that much better for us. Ponder this: too much struggle and heartache drive us to despair. But on the other hand, too much pleasure and freedom produces boredom and emptiness (think of the many famous people who apparently "had it all" but destroyed their lives).
Could it be that we are only "happy," nay, sane, living somewhere in between? Before we rail too hard against struggle as an enemy, perhaps we should make ourselves equally aware of his counterpart at the opposite end. At least pain and suffering are obviously hurtful. Pleasure and ease are sneak-attackers.
So what are we to do in between?
I posit that living life on purpose, for a purpose, is the way we are supposed to navigate these waters. We will suffer some pain, experience some pleasures, tossed about by both as on waves, but our vessel should be pointed at that distant shore. It matters where we are sailing, and it matters how we sail. As you set your compass, I recommend Ecclesiastes 12:13 for a bearing.
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