Thanksgiving is Thursday. The holidays are here. I was going to share some simple thoughts on gratitude with you. But sometimes being human feels like a cruel trick, doesn’t it? We don’t know much about ourselves. We need to know more. The answers we seek are almost always too complex, and the answers we get are almost always too simple. So, my thoughts carried me another way.
I think what perplexes me the most about being me is how so many contradictions can live inside me—have always lived inside me—and yet I’ve somehow made it all these years without exploding. Well, mostly without exploding.
And if you’re a truth seeker like me you’ve also likely fallen into the temptation of looking for one truth that is the key to all truth in the hope that if you just find that one thing everything will change and you will finally arrive.
There’s just one problem … it’ll never happen. It’s not because there isn’t a singular unchanging truth out there. It’s that you and I are not singular unchanging people. Over the years I’ve tried on a lot of unchanging truths, only to find that as I keep changing they don’t always stay fitting the way I was told they would.
I tried ambition. Ambition drives us forward into growth and change. That’s good, right? It’s also exhausting. And a life of unyielding standards that always raises the bar and never settles can be a pretty unhappy one. I want an excellent life but I also want to be happy.
So I tried contentment. Contentment is generally regarded as a much higher spiritual concept than ambition. Contentment makes me happy, but if we’re always content with everything exactly as it is then we stop growing. I want to be content, but I also want to grow.
I tried love. Maybe it’s really true that all you need is love. After all, love drives out fear, and I’ve had far too much fear in my life. But it turns out fear keeps me safe. It keeps me from doing silly things like stepping in front of trains. So a life of nothing but love may be noble and fearless, but it may also be very short. I want to love big. I want to be fearless. But I also want to stay safe and live a long time.
I am a mass of walking contradictions. A mess that, if I’m honest with myself, is never going to get cleaned up.
So how do we deal with the ever-changing us? I’ve only come up with three things to do: accept ourselves for this mess we really are, keep short accounts, and let the seasons change. Because the truth is, all unchanging truths fit for a while where we need them.
Thanksgiving is Thursday. Right now we’re in a season of gratitude. Gratitude brings contentment and contentment is another way to say you have enough, and having enough puts to rest a whole slew of worries and fears and makes you happy. It’s why I love Thanksgiving leftovers. Not only do they taste even better the next day but because leftovers are left over it reminds me there is more than enough.
Gratitude and contentment is a season. They’re not everything but they’re very important and while they are here, while they fit, we should wrap ourselves up in them, breathe deep, close our eyes, and rest. Soon enough the time to plant will be here again. Soon enough we’ll lay aside contentment and put on growth. But for now, embrace the season. Be grateful and happy and take your rest.
And once all the leftovers are eaten and the presents are opened, and the New Year has come, we’ll get busy again building ourselves a beautiful life.