Sunday, December 8, 2013

God, please make life easier for me.

No.

How many times have we not wanted life a little easier, a little bit more like a fairy tale, a little less painful, a little more tylenol.

How many times have we not in our hearts late at night prayed that one day, someday, some way, when we wake and open our eyes with the first ray of morning light streaming through the cracks in the window, that all our fears, our sorrows -would all be gone. Gone with the darkness of the night.

What do we think would happen if our prayers were answered accordingly?
How fragile would we not be, never able to tackle the lightest branches brushing against us, falling to our knees with the first autumn breeze. How weak in this skin would we not be, if we never had to face our fears, if we never had to grow through pressure. Like a muscle dissolves with no resistance, so do we.

Many of us have not learnt how to handle pain - especially emotional pain. We are so emotionally disconnected, that we are like an electrical wire vibrating with every stimulation, not able to relief the sensation. And all this ongoing stimulation that we accumulate leads to an electrical short-circuit. When our brain fails to recharge and our emotions feel like needles on the skin, this makes us vulnerable to addictions and other numbefying behaviors, because we have not learnt to handle pain. We simply have no pain tolerance. Not being able to handle pain, kills us. Pain will leave us if we let it. And next time it comes looking for us, we  have thicker skin to deal with the cuts.

Never pray for less pressure, pray to become better, stronger and wiser. Pray to know what to pray for.
Pray for love. In the end nothing else ever mattered.

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