A Good Sign Is Worth Its Weight in Gold
Life’s not easy.
If that’s news to you, I’m sorry for shattering your world. But it isn’t.
It looks easy for some people, doesn’t it? When we look at their lives, we think, “If I could just be where they are – do what they’re doing – have what they have – life would be easy.”
But that idea won’t survive a single serious conversation, will it? As soon as you get through the inane acquaintance chit-chat and share a moment of honesty, you find out that they feel just like you do! There’s someone out in front of them that they’re eye-balling.
Life is hard, and we know it in our bones. So much of what we do ends up looking utterly futile. Why is that?
Why do we try to explain things? To make sense of things?
I’m not sure, but I know this much – we do it. And while we can do it by ourselves, we mostly do it together. Think about it – most people we call friends are people we “see eye-to-eye” with. Or at least we used to – as our explanations develop, as we experience different things, we might still spend time together even though we think very differently about the world. That’s another way that life’s not easy. When you can’t take off your armor even around your friends… things get awfully lonely.
One thing that makes life easier is having some people where you can take off your mask and your armor and be – together – knowing that in this place, with these people, I am safe. There aren’t a lot of places like that in our culture – but there are signs out there. “The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls, and tenement halls.”
A good sign is worth its weight in gold. But what makes a good sign?