I love this quote from Lautréamont: According to what I am told, I am the son of man and woman; This astonishes me...I thought I was more.
We all want more than mere birthright. We all long for something we think of as more. But as much as we long, so true too is the fact that this longing is unsettling, disturbing, difficult. Often we don't know how to fill the void inside, or simply, that void, that unsettling feeling, that thirst hurts too much. And so, as Bernard Bro says, as much as we long, we also fear. This is the tragic aspect of the grandeur of the mind. Each of us succeeds perfectly, if she so wishes, in suffocating the questions that disturb her, in anesthetizing them...we have a thirst for happiness, but we are afraid of being thirsty.
Timothy 2:12 says, Let our lives be honest and holy in this persent age, as we wait for the happiness to come...
Part of thirst is waiting. I do not know anyone who likes waiting. Perhaps that is the real challenge. For that is the spirit of Advent.
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