Pewpoint Too

Simplicity is the answer but we simply don't get it!

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      Philosophers, Theologians, Psychiatrists, Psychologists, Scientists and the Political Correct Movement and their ilk constantly tell us that life is complex. Consequently, lifeís problems are complex.

      I beg to differ. Bear with me as I explain why. We, all mankind, have believed this well-educated number of people; weíve inhaled the repeated, mind-numbing stories of our human complexities and our societal complexities ad nauseam. The end result? We are a de-sensitized race of people to our life and our purpose; after all, lifeís too complex to have to try and figure this out, right?

      Our real life, our real purpose is really quite simple: GOD! Is GOD complex? He is Infinite. But He does not wish us to spend countless hours trying to dissect Him like a laboratory experiment. He Is. He Is our Father. We are here to love Him above all else and to love (not human love) our neighbor as ourselves. Boy, how we love our complex selves!!

      We do not do this, for that prattle about complexities keeps our minds in hyper drive and our hearts in constant pain. Slow down! In everything you do and say, slow down! This decade is seeing the influx of advanced technology - more technology in the last ten to fifteen years than the world saw in a century. Whether this technology is good or bad is not the issue.

      Itís how we use it that either makes or breaks us as individuals or as a society in general. Do you think God is impressed by advances in any scientific field? Do you think God is impressed by the ceaseless debates about Him? Or, is He impressed, i.e., moved by our simplicity of heart which rises above the "complexities" of life and seeks Him alone?

      I put forth, for reflection, that life is rife with problems (translation=complexities) not because God is complex, nor because we, His children are. I put forth that we prefer complexity because it is a sure-fire means of brain-washing us to the point of forgetting God because, gosh darn, life is just so complex and weíre so busy trying to figure things out. Not to mention, surely, that by choosing this brain-washing, mind-numbing, heart-pounding nonsense we let satan play with us and cause even more complexities.

      Life is not complex. Granted, life is not easy. But it need not be complex. We, by our weaknesses and our cooperation with satan, fill life with pains, sorrows and horrors that make us blind, deaf and dumb to God.

     O! But donít forget, weíre just so advanced! Reality, put quite simply, is thus:

      What happens from birth to mortal death is that portion allotted us to live out and show our love for God. To love God is simple, yet it must be deep. It requires a depth of untouchable faith in our heart and soul. This depth must be profound, for it is here where lifeís complexities are sorted, sifted, examined and finally resolved by Godís grace and in His Light.

      O! To love Him! To Trust Him! To Serve Him! What more do we really need? Nothing! Itís the wants that get in the way. Itís the wants that blossom out of the "complexities" of our time which bring us to that point where discussion of God, argument, debate and the like become the norm, while Love dies a slow death under the suffocating heap of modern complexities.

      Stop marveling at the speed of technology. Godís always been instant. Stop rushing around heedlessly. God doesnít move. We do. Stop the barrage of sights and sounds that distract, divide and evoke "complexities." Godís language isnít to be found in any technology. It is in our heart and soul.

      Complex? From a human, worldly point of view, yes, we are complex and so is our society. Think about this: For such a technologically advanced society, what have we achieved in our love of God that our "primitive, simple" forefathers didnít have? Have we not, in fact, taken a huge step backward? We have lost not only depth, we have lost simplicity.

      Itís not too late to be simple. It would be simpler if we all worked at it together.

Cyndi Cain

December 1997