Monday, November 05, 2012

Consequently, the biggest tragedy

"the best feeling in the world is knowing that you actually mean something to someone."
Quoting a facebook friend.

No, don't. Don't start thinking that I'm about to disagree with this statement. I'm not as disagreeable as many people are beginning to think. For instance, I do agree that I'm disagreeable. 

The statement there is an accurate description of how many of us feel. I don't want to have to say if it's true of if it's the way to live our lives with integrity. I just feel that for the most of us, it does apply. 
Heck, I take myself for an example. 
When I got my A level results (oh this is the season, so why not?) I went home alone. I didn't even get to catch lunch with my friends or anything. Reason? Some didn't do well, some didn't remain friends after results. 
So there I was on the train ride home, dressed in no.4 and carrying my field pack. The weight on my shoulders greater in orders of magnitude than what was imposed by my bag. I wished the good results meant more. I wished it meant that people could be proud that they knew me, that in those 2 years they walked along a giant. 

The best feeling is knowing that you actually mean something to someone. It's true. In studying society in sociology, I learnt that many things are defined upon reflection against the society. How do we know that we are "mad"? One way is to notice that we have begun to behave in a way which is contrary to the majority. 
How do we know that the things we do are worthy? When they are endorsed.

Of course it'd be rather silly to say that therefore there isn't any real madness or real worth out there, if the society did not think so.

As Christians we look out for the norm and the approval of God. How do I know if I'm not mad? When I find myself obeying the laws of God, when I walk in the ways in which he has prescribed that we should walk in. 
How do I know if what I'm doing has worth? When it is aligned to what pleases God, as revealed to us in the bible, as reflected when I am bearing fruit and blessed. 

It feels good to know that we actually mean something to someone. Some other human.. and it feels good already. But when we say this, what do we really mean?
I speculate that someone says that in realisation, upon exiting a state whereby one lived in the absence of meaning something to someone. That's where things go wrong. That is where the tragedy is.

Because we mean something to God in every living moment. To not know this, is tragedy. 
To feel as though we've exited from meaninglessness into meaning when we are embraced by someone else is to forsake a summer's vacation on the beach only to return to a sandpit. It is to miss the greater joy and to be contented with something lesser. 

Yeah, it feels good to know that we actually mean something to someone. You always meant something to God... So doesn't it follow that we ought to feel really good all the time? That the supreme being, the creator of the world sees us as part of His own glory?

If I can really comprehend what I just typed, I will live my life to the fullest. If only if this isn't just in my head. 

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