You know, there are some days when I wish I could be intellectually satisfied with being a Happy Person... it would make life so much easier. Instead, I got stuck with this working bit of pulp between my ears and the damnedest inclination to keep using the fool thing. What's worse, problems keep following me... problems which would go away with maddening ease if I just decided, "I'm going to be happy, screw what I see around me. Just happy, all the time, la-la-la!"
Sometimes I envy the ignorant happy people and their false sense of security. They think that the kung fu they learned in 3rd grade will save them from their problems and that false sense of security makes life ok.
But then I watch them as life's realities bring their bubbles crashing down and they don't know how to cope. I may have a lot of things wrong, but at least I know just how fucked up this world really is. My cynicism is based on the undeniable fact that people are fallen and depraved beings with no redemptive value to themselves. The only time my cynicism fails is when Christ intercedes. And you know what? I can deal with that. Because it happens only in that rare Christian or two amongst the teeming sea of reprobate jackasses. Here at LU, the only sure thing is that you can't trust that "Christian" label to make it all good. There are some legit people around here, but there are a whole lot of imitators and even the real Christians stumble.
So try and follow Jesus' lead, but don't expect it from anyone else. Expect them to act like the fallen sinners that they are, and when someone acts differently you'll be pleasantly suprised. That kind of suprise beats the sinking feeling in your stomach that goes along with that sharp burning sensation as the blade slips between the ribs and into your back.
Posted by Vengeful Cynic at May 13, 2003 01:34 AM