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Every once in a while I look back on where I have come in life, and mindset along the way. Whenever I am here, in the now, I pretty much think I have stuff figured out. I like to. I want to. And I am pretty good at having an overall grasp on life.
But the older I get, or perhaps just the wiser, I really am seeing that the more I think I know, the less I actually know.
Sometimes I can’t believe how “arrogant” I have been in the past. It was not an in-your-face kind of arrogant. At least not in my heart. But it was an arrogance of perceived knowledge. I am just feeling today like I don’t really know anything, and I feel better about that than I do about the grasp on truth that I used to try hard to have.
I don’t need to know everything. I don’t need to understand. I don’t need to eliminate as many unknowns as possible. I don’t need to see in black and white.
Why? Aren’t those all good things?
Yes, they are. But they all fall seriously short. They all rely on me. And I know that I fall short. When I actually know that I know very little if anything about life, that leaves a lot more room for the Truth to exist in my life. For the Truth to permeate my life. In grace and truth.
I will never have all the answers. I never really thought that. But I am now enjoying quite a bit more simplistic view of truth. There is one Truth. He is Jesus. I want to follow him. Not a rigid creed, but a living person. Jesus.
1 Cor 8:1 says, “We know that we all possess knowledge. Knowledge puffs up, but love builds up.”
Less may just be better. Simpler. More.