Searching for Meaning
When adversity strikes some people quickly think, “Why did God” let this happen to me?” I am not questioning God, religion, faith, spirituality, or prayer. This post is not intended to question your philosophy or theology. I simply want to share my thoughts. I would, however, like to hear your beliefs whether or not they differ from mine.
Many years ago, when I was first diagnosed with brain cancer, I spent some time questioning how I ended up with cancer. I thought of many possibilities, but I never considered the possibility God gave cancer to me, or God could take it away from me. The diagnosis did not cause me to pray more often, and it did not cause me to pray less often.
The possibility changing religion, praying differently, or undergoing a different treatment plan might somehow cure cancer never crossed my mind. Perhaps, I was wrong. There is no way to know.
Since I had no idea if cancer would significantly shorten my life, I spent significant time thinking about the meaning of life. Was I spending my time the way I wanted to spend it? Should I be doing more? Should I be doing less? Is there something I should do differently?
I realize adversity can prematurely cause death, disfiguration, and other bad things. Nonetheless, I think of adversity as a gift. To me, adversity was a great opportunity to make changes I wanted to make long before my diagnosis. Cancer provided the wake-up call and the time I needed. In many ways, I think of adversity as a gift because it brought me closer to family and friends, introduced me to wonderful people I would not have met, and provided time for me to reflect on the meaning of life.
Be well. Be happy. Enjoy the journey.
December 28, 2016 Wednesday at 8:40 am