Trying To Make Sense From A Harebrained World
I’ve got to try and get a grip on this horse-
If a hundred people all stand in the same place and look out across a field, they will all see the same thing but they won’t experience it in the same way. It will have a different meaning to each person based on what that person believes. For instance, if a person believes in a rational God they will see that field as miraculous expression of God’s power, whereas, another person who doesn’t believe in a rational God but a benign force, might see that field and wonder what other galaxies contain life. Or one might think that the trees are ugly and the other, that the trees are beautiful. But there is no denying the consensus of what is tangible. They all see the trees and grass as green and the sky as blue. We all believe equally about what we can see tangibly, we just believe differently about what it all means.
Human beings are hard-
Even on the most basic level we are searching for meaning. When we are at a food hall and looking around for what we want for lunch we are constantly processing the meaning of what we are looking at by wondering what a hamburger means to us compared to a plate of fish and chips. Similarly, if we are out buying a new coat we are meaningfully, wondering how a red one would equate to a blue one. Which one would mean more to my friend’s acceptance of me? Same with playing golf. What would it mean if I hit over the green compared with being short of it?
And more important aspects of life are thought of just as meaningfully. Looking up at the night sky we might wonder, “How did all those stars come about? And why?”
Just getting up in the morning, as we are concerned with getting ready for work, we are pondering the meaning of many things simultaneously. What would it mean if I wore yellow? It’s a clear sky now but what does that one cloud mean for later on? My boss is away, I wonder if that means I’ll have extra work to do? Or on a heavier level, is my job meaningful enough?
Our inherent search for meaning is so ubiquitous that we rarely have any idea we are involved in it, but it is essential to the core of our being because we are not just here for the fun of it. And this should be a signpost to our authentic purpose. In other words, if we ever wonder what life is all about, it should become obvious to us by acknowledging our incessant search for meaning in all things great and small, that our actual existence is the very cornerstone of all meaningfulness. And if we can just hitch our wagon to this preponderance
Why we are so preoccupied with the meaning of mostly “meaningless” things, says a lot about our integrity as human beings. Very few people ever consider such a fundamental notion as to the meaning of life, mostly, because they are intensely engrossed with the sensuous nature of their own manifest world. Their minds are so rooted in the superficial feedback they get from their senses and in the carnal gratification of their egomaniacal persona, that they obediently skate through life in an irrelevant, hypnotic trance.
Then there are those who consider themselves profoundly meaningful thinkers because they feel they can have an important impact on the functionality of the world and the lives of those in it. Well, they are just as delusional because there is no “significant” meaning to be found in the world except that which has meaning to your own egocentric place in it. Everything has already been found. The world is here and right in front of us. What is the point in trying to instil meaning into a world that is meaningless, in the first place? Shouldn’t we begin by finding the meaning for it and not just a bunch a meaningless things in it? Conceptualise a meaning for your own essential existence and all your egocentric perplexities will dissolve.
I know, I know. It’s all too hard.
As Jesus said in a slightly different context, which also applies here, “Seek first the Kingdom of God and His righteousness, and all these things will be taken care of.”
The way human nature reads this is, “Just gimme my own seventh heaven with a hamburger and a front row seat at the ball game and let all my worries disappear.”
For now. But what about tomorrow?
The Incessant Search For Meaning
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