Life As Adventure

One of the most amaz­ing things about life is that you are liv­ing some­thing you do not fully under­stand. That is what makes it fun. It is like wak­ing up one day in a won­der­ful space­ship that takes you to incred­i­ble places, but then sud­denly you begin to real­ize that you are clue­less about the space­ship itself — and who­ever it was or is that pro­grammed the journey.

After half a cen­tury of con­scious­ness, I am not all that sure that I know me very well. Oh, I have some pre­dictable thought pat­terns, but I still sur­prise myself. I have yet to deter­mine the ori­gin of my deep­est thoughts. They seem to arise from nowhere. Then again, I can aim my mind toward cer­tain sub­jects (but then it drifts to what it wants to think about anyway).

Let’s face it, none of us are any­where near in con­trol — and that is prob­a­bly not our life-job any­way. Instead, we are observers and adven­tur­ers. We are being given deep and won­der­ful expe­ri­ences that involve an infi­nite num­ber of vari­ables. Some­thing or Some­one is doing some­thing that involves us but does not have to have us to exist. We are a gift — but mostly to ourselves.

Of all of the great mys­ter­ies you will ever expe­ri­ence, the great­est one may well be the one in the mir­ror. You are unique. You did not cre­ate your­self and you are not merely the sum total of the biol­ogy involved. Your capac­i­ties tran­scend any­thing your brain can do by itself. You share some things with the ani­mal king­dom, but you also share some traits angelic and God-like. The fun part is that you are learn­ing it as you go, and you will never be able to mas­ter it. That is where Divine grace enters the experience.