There’s something to be said for stability; most humans like it. After all, who wants to contend daily with chaos?
You got me. Yes, I have said elsewhere, “Give me chaos, and you make me a god.” Not that I have an unrealistic opinion of myself, but think about it: In chaos, we get to make our own worlds; we get to order things. And, of course, I know I have limitations and that I could not take total chaos and turn it into arrant order because, well, there are just too many details to keep in mind, too many consequences of putting things together in ways they just might not fit, like gluing the wrong fragment where it doesn't fit into a broken ceramic cup. But generally, yes, I say challenge me to order my world, to glue a broken cup's fragments to reassemble the cup.
And then, I think, but if I order my “world,” do I wish for more chaos to order. Won’t I then spend my life simply re-ordering that which is in disorder? When will I get some respite? Certainly, there’s something to be said for stability. I might want to be challenged, but because I am limited by my nature, I will eventually seek some stability.
I should ask myself, “In what aspects of my life do I want stability?” The corollary question? “In what aspects of my life will I welcome or tolerate chaos that I have to turn into order?”
You got me. Yes, I have said elsewhere, “Give me chaos, and you make me a god.” Not that I have an unrealistic opinion of myself, but think about it: In chaos, we get to make our own worlds; we get to order things. And, of course, I know I have limitations and that I could not take total chaos and turn it into arrant order because, well, there are just too many details to keep in mind, too many consequences of putting things together in ways they just might not fit, like gluing the wrong fragment where it doesn't fit into a broken ceramic cup. But generally, yes, I say challenge me to order my world, to glue a broken cup's fragments to reassemble the cup.
And then, I think, but if I order my “world,” do I wish for more chaos to order. Won’t I then spend my life simply re-ordering that which is in disorder? When will I get some respite? Certainly, there’s something to be said for stability. I might want to be challenged, but because I am limited by my nature, I will eventually seek some stability.
I should ask myself, “In what aspects of my life do I want stability?” The corollary question? “In what aspects of my life will I welcome or tolerate chaos that I have to turn into order?”
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