It is so tempting to view our lives as simple, linear, narrative threads. A series of events, thoughts and emotions, each in direct causal relationship to its sucessor. And yet, nothing is ever so clear. There are other people, with their own motivations and histories, other events of which we have no clue, all mixed up in this random carnival we call life. We find ourselves in places and situations of which we had no prior inkling, no notice.
What an enormous amount of effort is required to maintain faith on such a journey. A faith in ourselves, in our ideas, in our God. Sometimes life seems so very much like a vist to the optometrist:
“Which is clearer, A or B?”
“And now, 1 or 2?”
At times it is, at best, a guess.