Why can’t things ever just work out the way that I want them to? I
mean, I understand why they can’t all of the time…..but maybe just
once? I know it is for a reason, of course. God has a plan, this I
trust. And yet, I can’t help but wish that perhaps at some point my own
desires will be completely aligned with whatever that plan happens to
be. That, of course, brings us to Dante and Augustine: the alignment of
the human will with that of God–this is the goal of a Christian life
and it’s achievement is also perfect fellowship with God, hence,
heaven. I hadn’t planned on making that connection with these
thoughts….it simply just occurred to me. Strange. Or perhaps
ridiculously obvious. Yes, my goal is for my wishes to be aligned with
God’s and yet I still want…..what I want. Such is the struggle of the
human existence….? Hence we are given Confessions, The Divine Comedy,
et al.
     Truly, this started out as a whining session
about why things never seem to work out for me…..current situation,
case in point….but in writing I seem to have come to a somewhat
satisfying conclusion. For right now anyway. It truly is a moment to
moment thing. And so, in the words of Coldplay (ironically)….

God give me style and give me grace, God put a smile upon my face….