this morning, as I miraculously woke up 24 minutes before class, I realized that I am unoriginal. the past five weeks in school showed me that I have very weak skills in analysis and independent thinking, and I now know that I really suck at writing, synthesis, and reasoning, too.
is it a waste of time to try to be original? I feel like I’ve spent most of my life so far striving towards excellence in hopes of finding originality, or at least, the ability to be original. He says that there is nothing new under the sun. but I yearn so much to create something that has meaning. maybe that’s His image in me, and for that image, I am grateful.
thanks to Carol Dweck and her book, Mindset, I could never give up on anything just because I feel like a failure. it is good to learn, it is good to be progressive, and it is good to know what I need to work on, what I need to give up, what I need to pursue. perhaps, I need to also focus on what We want for my time on this planet.
Please grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference.
“Where is the life we have lost in the living?
Where is the wisdom we have lost in knowledge?
Where is the knowledge we have lost in information?
The cycles of heaven in twenty[-one] centuries
bring us farther from God and nearer to dust.”—
these words came into my mind as I sat and let the gallery-wall-sized panels of paint overcome me, their strokes and scratches of painful mourning over wars, both within and without, revealing the layers of color underneath…
as the Hansons so well tell,
If only you could feel what I dream Maybe you could hear what I mean There is nothing gone But there’s something missing
Can’t you see that I’m stuck here underneath And you’re making it hard to breathe So take a look around and tell me what you see You’ll find me
“I think a lot of the problems we’ve been experiencing come from the fact that no one embraces the miracle and amazement of the present. So many people—steampunks, fundamentalists, hippies, neocons, anti-immigration advocates—feel like there was a better time to live in. They think the present is degraded, faded, and drab. That our world has lost some sort of “spark” or “basic value system” that, if you so much as skim history, you’ll find was never there. Even during the time of the Greeks, there were masses of people lamenting the passing of some sort of “golden age.” But I’d never go back and live in any other time than teetering on tomorrow; this is the greatest time to be alive.”—Patton Oswalt (via viafrank)