From
Psalm 139:1-6
H,
I do sometimes get an inkling of a feeling. A sense that I
am surrounded by something good but this sense does not last long. Who can feel
good for long in the bad air of the lower earth? This is the place where all
the misery of and in the world can be lobotomized out of any being by the
simple touch of luxury and the illusion of personal safety. We are all in the
race not to change the nature of the biological contest, as least according to the
kernel of Darwinism, but to thrive in it. We assign winners and losers based on
opportunities taken and the sharpness of our own resolve. It is supposed to be
the best of the world rising and, if you add a humanist or liberal or
condescending tinge to it, those top hats helping the worst of the world. Not that
those on floor also can rise, that would
be beyond communism, but that they can eat bread and water and live with low
aspirations and “stay in their place.” The benevolent ruler as opposed to the
malevolent despot but the problem remains that neither answers the innate question
about the equality of man.
God save us from this low wall of being. God saves us
from this low wall of being. He makes the measuring line intergalactic and
announces that we all fall short of the highest ideals. He comes into our story
and shows us what is good and perfect and that it is attainable. He locates our
love for Him in how we treat people who can do nothing for us, it seems, and
puts the saving of our soul in terms of utter sacrifice. It is a wise thing,
this gimmick of grace. He is teaching us, slowly, what really matters and who
really matters. He is protecting us from our worse selves by showing us the
slant of love and teaching us to match it.
There is no stronger solution for the human soul than the
map of truth that shows us where we have been, where we are right now and where
we are going. The first two are beyond our constant delusion of control but the
last is well within our purview of choice. We can decide today to start being
better than we have ever been. We can start today to talk to God, again.
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