Posts Tagged: John Greenleaf Whittier

“Orderly Spontaneity”


Do you feel as if your life is out of control, chaotic, or at least disorganized?  Welcome to my world!

Or, on the other hand, do you feel as if your life lacks spontaneity?  Again, welcome to my world!

Perhaps you are like me, and you struggle with both order and spontaneity.  Take heart!  You might be able to make progress in both directions at the same time.

Here is my 12-step affirmation for today:

Today, by God’s grace and with His strong help, I am choosing to act in a more orderly way.  This frees me up to be more spontaneous, since I am not always immersed in chaos.

I do not think that order and spontaneity are sworn enemies.  In fact, I suspect that they are close friends and traveling companions.

Of course, order can degenerate into rigidity and compulsive behavior.  Spontaneity can become chaos.  An unbalanced virtue is just a vice in disguise.

On the other hand, it doesn’t have to be so.  My wife is one of the most organized (and organizing) people I’ve ever known.  After forty-five years of marriage, it occurs to me that this is one of the many things that attracted me to her in the first place.  It is still one of the many things that attracts me to her.

But my wife is also one of the most spontaneous, playful people I’ve ever known.  And that also was and is attractive.  Last night, she got me to play a card game called “Slamwich.”  We found the game on a shelf in our rental apartment.  She read through the directions, and we played it.  It was more fun than I thought it would be.  (I won!  This of course helped make it more fun.)

Did you catch the order in the previous paragraph?  She read the rules and then we played.  Order (rules) and spontaneity (play).

I, on the other hand, am sometimes neither orderly nor spontaneous.  However, I am doing better these days.  And I have noticed that when I am doing better on either order or spontaneity, I tend to do better on both.

There is a wonderful old Christian hymn, based on a poem by John Greenleaf Whittier, which contains this exquisite prayer:

Drop Thy still dews of quietness

till all our strivings cease;

take from our lives the strain and stress

and let our ordered lives confess

the beauty of Thy peace.

I believe that God is not simply orderly.  I believe that God is the Orderer.  And our lives most definitely should confess the beauty of his peace.

However, I also believe that God is wonderfully spontaneous.  He is always doing new things (Isaiah 43:19).  Perhaps more orderliness would help us all to confess not only the beauty of God’s peace, but also God’s playful spontaneity.

Proverbs 8 tells us that wisdom is God’s oldest creation, there before anything else was there (vss. 22-29).  But Proverbs 8 also tells us that the wisdom that God created was “always at God’s side, filled with delight day after day, rejoicing (literally, “playing”) in his presence” (v. 30, my translation).  If wisdom was the first thing God created, and if it is continually playful, it is no great interpretive leap to say that the Creator himself is playful.

Wisdom’s play, according to Proverbs 8:31, is also directed to humankind.  Wisdom was not only playing in God’s presence.  Wisdom was also “rejoicing” (“playing”) in his inhabited world and delighting in humankind” (my translation).  The same Hebrew word for “rejoicing” or “playing” is used for what wisdom does in relation to God and in relation to humanity.

So, my prayer for myself and you is this: May you and I have an orderly and spontaneous day, week, and life!

Amen!

“No Regrets!”


“Of all sad words of tongue or pen, the saddest are these, ‘It might have been.’” (John Greenleaf Whittier)

Today, I wrote the following in my journal, right after listing 50 items on my gratitude list:

“Today, God, no regrets!  Just praise, humility, obedience and gratitude!”

Like virtually every other human being who has lived more than four years, I have regrets.  In fact, I probably have more than the average member of my species.  Regret for the things I’ve done and the things I haven’t, regret for the people I’ve harmed, regret for not living out my own principles.

But these days, while not minimizing my screw-ups, I try to not wallow in regret.  While I have regrets, I try not to let the regrets have me.  The truth is this: Regrets have no beneficial effects, and many harmful ones.

How are regrets harmful?  Let me count the ways!

First, they can’t change what happened or what I did.  The past is a pretty stubborn critter.  I may reframe it or look at it differently, but the picture itself is not going to change.  I can learn from it, but I can’t teach it a single thing.  In terms of the Serenity Prayer, the past is one of the things I cannot change.  Therefore, I need God to “. . . grant me the serenity to accept the (past) things I cannot change . . . .”

Second, regrets harm my ability to move on, to grow, to become a better person.  What gets my focus gets me.  If I am focusing on the past, I am very likely to go back to the past.  In any case, as long as I am filled with regrets, I am refusing to live in the present.  And, the last time I checked, the present was the only time when I could live.  To live in the past is to die before my time.  I am a walking dead man when I regret my past.

Third (and related to the first two harmful effect of regret), regrets are an insidious form of self-deception.  When I regret, I am pretending that I am taking my past seriously.  I am not.  I am trying to substitute feeling bad for doing what is good in the here and now.  Allowing regrets to dominate me compromises the very positive qualities that I listed in my journal: “praise, humility, obedience and gratitude!”

Fourth, when I indulge in regrets, I am harming others.  How so?  When I am filled with regrets, I am not really available to those around me. And those around me need me.  I am focused on myself, when I regret my past.  Regretting my past is trying to drive a car, while steadfastly looking in the rearview mirror.  It is just a matter of time before I rear-end the car in front of me or run over a pedestrian.

Finally, regret is a form of atheism.  I am pretending that I am a competent judge of myself.  I am also pretending that my past attitudes, actions, thoughts, and words are too bad to be forgiven.  As a Christian, this is a form of heresy, bordering on a denial of the very existence and goodness of God.  Living even on the border of atheism is a dangerous place to live.

So, just for today, no regrets.  No looking back.  No beating myself up.  Just living well.  Just awareness.  Just love.

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