foolishness

1 Corinthians 2:14...

The man without the Spirit does not accept the things that come from the Spirit of God, for they are foolishness to him, and he can not understand them, because they are spiritually discerned.

This verse came to mind the other day. I was talking with a friend about our futures, about life after college, about what in the world we plan to do with our lives. Life seems to happen faster each morning I get out of bed, and for me it's pretty crazy to think that I'd have any idea where this whirlwind of an existence is headed. I have no clue.

But the beautiful thing I remembered while talking the other day is that... I don't have to have a clue. There is a strange comfort within me; I know that my life amounts to more than what my most desperate planning could produce. My life is not my own. Sometimes this is hard to swallow, and it seems that the world around me screams and demands that I pursue success, push other people out of the way, get ahead. But I feel so far from that.

It is a strange thing to realize that I am guided by hands more capable than mine. The world laughs at my surrender, it does not understand my lack of self-interest. My cause is lost to many. By the standards of this world I don't make sense.


So, i will continue to be a fool.