I’ve lived in this world for what seems like a terribly long time, or sometimes barely any time at all. And I’ve learned a lot, or perhaps almost nothing.
I’ve learned that the world is senseless and meaningless and that life is without purpose. And I’ve learned that the world is rational and ordered and that we have the power to create our own meaning and purpose.
I’ve learned that people are strong and clever, and weak and stupid. And that we all make mistakes, and do the right thing too.
I’ve learned that we need forgiveness and that we need to be thanked.
And I know that we need to love and be loved, not because we are perfect and worthy of adoration, nor because we are broken and needy, but because we are all these things at once.
I have learned that life is a complicated mystery, but sometimes very simple and clear.