Resolve Into Composite

"There are two kinds of people those who say to God,
Thy will be done, and those to whom God says,
All right, then, have it your way."
~ C. S. Lewis

To resolve something is to break it apart into its elementary pieces. A composite is something composed of distict pieces. As I resolve my life and break it apart into pieces in order to examin it make sense of it, I discover the paradox that those pieces are composed of all the other pieces of my life. We reflect a sort of Trinitarian separate-togetherness. Body and spirit, or body, soul, and spirit, or mind, body, spirit, will, drive, purpose, love, or whatever dichotomic or trichotomic or any other -chotomic paradigm you choose, the reality is that we are integrated beings - every aspect of our lives affects every other aspect of our lives. We try to compartmentalize, to separate them, to resolve them into distict, managable, controlable sections. I suppose control is the reason. I want to be in control. I want to look like I have everything together, each in its box on the self, organized and under control. I like my independance. I do not like admitting my weakness and my inability to manage my life according to the way I think it should go. And that is another wrench in the gears of my independance; God is in control. And I find that He all too often says, "All right, then, have it your way."