“I bet if I made twice what I’m making now, that would be enough.”
I’m pretty good at lying to myself. I often imagine scenarios in which I think I would be made satisfied, complete, whole. Last night’s discussion was primarily about figments.
In discussing figments with some other guys, it was pretty crazy to realize how often I’m guilty of believing in these lies. Even if I don’t openly admit it, I do take comfort in figments. Some of them are fairly easy to identify, but most of these are pretty tricky little lies. I think they’re tricky because they mimic the truth so well.
Just as a counterfeiter tries really hard to make what looks like real money , I think the enemy tries really hard to give us false securities that feel right. The struggle is rejecting falsehood without also rejecting the truth that it is based on. The man who completely avoids the pursuit of a woman because he knows he’ll never be ‘made whole’ by her is just as as lost as the one who consistently bounces from one woman to the next, looking for the mythical perfection. The person who places too much value on their physical well-being is just as confused as the person who neglects their health. It’s easier for me to use third person here, but rest assured, I’m guilty as hell.
So the questions that I’ve been pondering are these:
- How do we reject figments and live in the truth?
- Is it always bad to dream about what might be?
- What is the appropriate mental attitude towards the unknown future?
- Are there elements of my faith that are figments? How do I balance faith/figments?