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"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."
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