Everyone’s got problems. Its as though everyone enters this world an unbroken mirror, and from the moment we are born we are shattered, and we will spend the rest of our lives trying to put ourselves back together, inevitably damaging other people in the process. We feel something that tells us that we were once whole, and that somehow everything will be alright if we can just get back to that state. And the sad truth is that we can’t go back. At least not on our own.
We’ve all heard about people striking out to “find themselves”, to learn more about themselves, and to ultimately try to find peace about who they think they are. Our whole life will be a ceaseless quest to try and find out who you were before that mirror hit the ground. We get glimpses every now and then, but something keeps us from ever being able to put it all together.
This is a different idea that the popular notion of today’s post-modern society that advocates “being okay with who you are now”. This idea suggests that we merely accept our state of brokenness, knowing that we’ll never get back to our original state. I wholeheartedly agree that accepting our brokenness is the first step towards healing and being at peace with who you were created to be. But the problem is that for many people, that’s the only step they take. Instead of acknowledging that persistent tugging at the heart that says “You were meant for more than this life”, we give up. We know we can’t do it on our own so we throw in the towel. We’re busted – what’s the use? I might as well enjoy being busted if there’s no hope. And so I keep destroying myself, and the pieces get smaller and smaller, until there is nothing left but dust.
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