Is there? I don't really know. It is once written in Ecclesiates that sorrow shapes the countenance of the heart. (Ecclesiates 7:3)
I am sick of being sorrowful. It's a dreadful and endless circle in which I seem to swing about in. Twists and turns and tossed about by the visisstitudes of fate to an endless avail to life. Where's the life of meaning I am supporsed to lead?
Why? WHY?! WHY!? Doesn't God know that I am suffering, that I've had enough? I am tired and still I have to be stretched further by circumstanes. My heart is rent and at times I no longer see hope for myself and yet I seem to be able to offer hope to others. A false hope perhaps. A silly naive perception that only fools believe in.
Why is it that God constantly asks me to draw from a well that is empty? I myself am not filled and I have to continue drawing. And yet of all days, today I see one who's heart is itself rent and torn and yet able to transcend that pain and burden and still find a moment to offer hope, sacrifice and encouragement onto others.
Guess God's saying......Get off your arse and learn something.
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Thursday, June 5, 2008
Despair
Despair = Suffering - Meaning.
Think about that. It was Viktor Frankl's equation behind the element of despair. He provided a brilliant example of a student of his who had a suffered full body paralysis. She later found her meaning in life giving comfort to those who have been paralysed or lost someone special during their lifetime. You might be thinking how a fully paralysed body can write? She doesn't. She types using a stick with her mouth on a typewriter.
It's interesting to know that when you've been through suffering and managed to achieve a sense of meaning, you can start to see hope in that darkened picture. Failing to see meaning in it however results in despair. Frankl also reasoned that meaning can be discovered from every facet of life. If meaning can really be found that way, we had better start making the correct choices of what we do everyday. Imagine ascribing your entire life's meaning to sex, to crime, or some element of addiction, what would your meaning of a glorious life then be reduced to? A hedonic paradigm that one ignores others and is merely self seeking. Is this truly what it means to be human?
Think about that. It was Viktor Frankl's equation behind the element of despair. He provided a brilliant example of a student of his who had a suffered full body paralysis. She later found her meaning in life giving comfort to those who have been paralysed or lost someone special during their lifetime. You might be thinking how a fully paralysed body can write? She doesn't. She types using a stick with her mouth on a typewriter.
It's interesting to know that when you've been through suffering and managed to achieve a sense of meaning, you can start to see hope in that darkened picture. Failing to see meaning in it however results in despair. Frankl also reasoned that meaning can be discovered from every facet of life. If meaning can really be found that way, we had better start making the correct choices of what we do everyday. Imagine ascribing your entire life's meaning to sex, to crime, or some element of addiction, what would your meaning of a glorious life then be reduced to? A hedonic paradigm that one ignores others and is merely self seeking. Is this truly what it means to be human?
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