While sitting here this morning, moved along from moment to moment by a number of different things, a constant theme seems to be very present on my mind. AMBIGUITY. Yesterday was a day that it remained front and center due to the conversations that filled my day. Interaction with other people seem to always remind me of this reality. The post about ideologies certainly plays into this. When we are able to begin to recognize all the ambiguity that seems to be worked into our very existence (as human beings and in the natural world) it has a way of humbling us.
Due to some of the conversations yesterday, I reread a blog post that deals with this very thing of ambiguity, and while reading it something jumped out at me that I don't remember from my first couple readings of this friends post. I love thinking of the perfect timing of the Spirit and I think it applies here. My post yesterday was just an expression of something that is happening in my life when it comes to living loved and in turn learning to love others. Here is what I was referring to from yesterday:
“Not everything is ambiguous or a mystery. There is much that is clear and evident. I even wrote it down for you. Very clear, very unambiguous. It is all over the scriptures. Start with I Corinthians 13…clear as the nose on your face. The question is why have you turned the clarity of love into something ambiguous?” (my emphasis)
This morning I was reminded of another brother and something he wrote about ambiguity and here it is:
"When I was young, I couldn't tolerate such ambiguity. My education had trained me to have a lust for answers and explanations. Now, at age 63, it's all quite different. I no longer believe this is a quid pro quo universe -- I've counseled too many prisoners, worked with too many failed marriages, faced my own dilemmas too many times and been loved gratuitously after too many failures.
Whenever I think there's a perfect pattern, further reading and study reveal an exception. Whenever I want to say "only" or "always," someone or something proves me wrong."
Let's just say that coming to terms with these things has allowed me to take a deep breath and exhale...and another deep breath and exhale....and learn to rest in the midst of it all.
For those interested as to where these quotes were taken from...the first one came from this:
The Beauty of Ambiguity (mystery)
The second one came from this:
Utterly Humbled By Mystery