One of the really cool parts about our humanity is our ability to feel…so much. Like, the warmth of the sun on a summer day in July, and a cool breeze off the Lake. Or, the soft rain on our skin when we get caught in an April shower, just before the flowers bloom. We love the feel of happiness, when a day just seems to roll along in the right direction. Those moments when everything seems at peace in the world, or our world, at least.
One of the toughest parts about our humanity is our ability to feel…too much. When our child gets hurt in the game and is out for the season or someone makes a remark that cuts through our heart. Nothing goes our way no matter how hard we try. Illness zaps our energy and causes every bone in our body to make itself known. The thunderstorms of life have the potential to drown us.
So, what do we do? Such a blessing and a curse, to feel, really feel, life. Wouldn’t it be sweet to just savor the good parts and let the rest go? It would, for a while. But how would a great day in our eyes make itself be known if we didn’t have a less than great day to compare it to? We would never appreciate what it is to be well, if we are never ill. And I am absolutely positive that after a few months of winter, I appreciate my crocuses much more than a person who can gaze upon the beauty of fresh blooms all year.
We experience duality for good purpose. It is the only way we can grow as individuals and become who we are truly meant to be. Adversity builds character and creates a foundation that has the potential to become unshakeable, if we allow it. We don’t have to like it, merely embrace it for our good. Oh, and equally as important, for the good of the next friend we are able to help through the storm.
“And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose.” Romans 8:28 NIV