We all want the best of everything.
Me too. Sometimes I feel that I want to have everything in my life sorted and in order. Just the way I like it.
I want to have a fulfilling job that pays well, while maintaining a healthy amount of friendship with people who appreciate me as much as I appreciate them.
I want parents who understand me, a partner that deeply values me, a home that is fault-free, a car that does not act up on me.
I want to look good and still eat to my heart’s content. I want to not have breakouts.
I want to go on big trips to exotic locations without having to worry about emails from my clients. I want to be able to pay the bills on time every month without having to worry about how much aircon I have been using. I want to go shopping without having to be afraid about the consequences it will have on my finances.
I want Life to be perfect. I want things to fall into place, to run smoothly. I want perfection, because, perfection allows me to be content.
But that’s not what Life is.
We as human beings have a degree of control over how things are going to turn out to be in the world.
We are given a degree of freedom to chart our own course.
But at the end of the day, it’s not us who decide how fate should treat us.
And this is when God’s wisdom is at full play.
The compassionate God does not give us every single thing that we want.
No one in this world gets everything. There must be one thing that we want so bad, but do not have.
No one lives a perfect life. A billionaire may die alone. A high-flying career man way not have the time to do what he truly enjoys doing – painting. A woman may receive boundless love and affection from someone who appears to be perfect, except that he also happens to be debt-ridden. A successful couple may have everything sorted, except for the very fact that one of them is barren.
You see, for every blessing that we receive, there is something that we yearn for, but do not have.
I used to blame fate for playing game with us – how could we be made happy and content with all the good things that have happened to us, only to feel sad one day because the thing that we really want in this life is just not ours.
Why must our lives, no matter how hard we work and how meticulous we have been, are still imperfect? Why must there be imperfection?
Then it occurred to me that imperfection is important – by not having everything, we discover the feeling of yearning for something. We know what it feels like to lack something. We know how crushing it feels like to need something without getting it no matter how hard we try.
This, eventually, leads to empathy. Because we have been through that situation, we understand the feelings of people who want or need something, but do not have them.
We become kinder to them. We treat people, including strangers, with kindness because we know that there is one thing that bonds us, and them.
That we’re all struggling, and that the personal journeys we all take are all marred with difficulties.
That we all live imperfect lives.
And this, the empathy, is a beautiful thing.