I am just starting my “3-Minute Retreat” from Loyola Publishing. Today, as with many days, the retreat starts out with an admonition to let go of any distracting thoughts. I am not sure if I am holding on to such thoughts or if they are holding on to me. I have a lot of clingy thoughts.
Well, I should be mature enough to do this. I am in charge of my thoughts. I am bigger and meaner and more determined than they are. I refuse to be bullied by a gang of nasty, useless thoughts!
And what are the names of these gang members? Regret, Resentment, Guilt, Fear, A-Sense-Of-Worthlessness, Desire-For-More (and his twin brother Discontent).
So, I decide that, today, I’m going to stand up to these bullies. I say, to Regret (who seems to be their spokesman), “You little boys, run along. I’m moving forward, and if you try to stop me or follow me, I will hurt you.”
And so, I walk on. I look around and they are gone.
Huh! It works! I think I’ll get on with my day. Maybe you could too.
Three practical suggestions:
Prepositions are little words that matter a lot.
For example, think of two statements that sound almost identical:
“I’m living in the moment.”
“I’m living for the moment.”
The same difference? I don’t think so!
Living in the moment is a good thing. In fact, when else can any of us really live? Living in the past is another word for nostalgia or regret. However, it can scarcely be said to be really living.
Living in the future is either fantasy or anxiety. Again, neither of these is truly living.
The present is where it is at. This does not apply only to an enjoyable present. Often, the present is not enjoyable. To pretend otherwise is not wise.
Still, to attempt to live somewhere other than where I am at any given moment is not simply unwise; it is impossible. Being at some time that isn’t present is like being some where you’re not.
So much for the important preposition “in!” What about “for?”
Living for the moment is another matter altogether.
This philosophy of life is encapsulated in a saying from the 1960s: “If it feels good, do it!” I heard a speaker once say, that whenever he saw that saying on a bumper sticker, he always wanted to rear-end the car. When the driver asked, “Why did you do that?!?” the speaker was going to say, “I just always thought it would feel good!” I am assuming that the speaker never followed through on this fantasy.
I have often tried this approach, and it has never worked out well for me. Perhaps this is not true of everyone, but for me, every time I’ve tried it, I have regretted it (or at least the outcome). I’ve said the first thing that came to mind, and lost a friend, or hurt my wife. I’ve eaten impulsively, and gained weight—as recently as yesterday! You get the picture.
Of course, this “live-for-the-moment” approach would work very well, if in fact what felt good for the moment was truly good. However, I do not think that feeling good can be identified with what is good. In fact, they are frequently (though not always) sworn enemies.
I’m sure that some of my readers are saying to themselves, “Well, the good sounds pretty dismal. I don’t think I’m interested.” So, let me come in with a good word for the truly good.
I believe that the truly good feels good in the long term. However, it simply does not feel good in the short term.
More about this in tomorrow’s post!
I have survived another Father’s Day. That is a major accomplishment for me. Every time that someone wished me a “Happy Father’s Day!” it was like a stake being driven through my mind and heart.
Yes, I am a dad No, I was not a good one. Perhaps I wasn’t quite as bad as I or my adult children think, but we can probably agree on one thing: I wasn’t a particularly good dad, and I did a lot of damage.
I console myself with several truths, which I hope are truly true.
Truth # 1: Perhaps (and it is hard to argue with “perhaps!), I did a few things right. Along with my wife (who did all the heavy lifting), I did help give them life. My kids can’t take that away from me, even if they would like to!
Truth # 2: I helped keep them alive until they were able to be more or less on their own.
Truth # 3: I have tried to own up to the wrong I’ve done. I have not done this to their satisfaction, but I do not exist for their satisfaction.
Truth # 4: While I am very far indeed from the man I want to be, I am not entirely the man I used to be.
Truth # 5: That was then; this is now.
Truth # 6: Every dad I’ve ever gotten to know personally is a very flawed creature.
These truths do not console me much. However, my suspicion is that truth does not exist in order to console. Truth exists in order to be true.
Meanwhile, it is June 20, the day after Father’s Day and the first day of summer. It is another day, to invest myself in God, in other people, in becoming a better version of myself. I think that I had better get over myself and on with the tasks at hand. Right now, I need to eat some oatmeal with blueberries and a little brown sugar and cinnamon, run two or three miles, study, pray, encourage others, prepare for Bible Lands and Life Ways, work on a review for Stone-Campbell Journal, be emotionally available to my wife. The kind of dad I was (and was not) in the past is none of my business. My business today is today.
That is your business, dear reader, as well.
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