the table is set and our glasses are full
though pieces go missing, may we still feel whole
we’ll build new traditions in place of the old
‘cause life without revision will silence our souls
~ “Snow” by Sleeping At Last
What an interesting thought, that last line, “Life without revision will silence our souls”. I first heard these words from my friend Cameron, when he enlisted my help in making something for a friend of his. I’d never heard the song “Snow” by Sleeping at Last before, but I instantly fell in love with it…
This is what life should be like. Constant revision. Constant change. Change is a part of life. Without it our lives become stale. routine. boring. We become lifeless. Think about it. physically, your life is ever-changing, from birth you grow, then puberty, then maybe lose hair, things start falling apart or stop working, then you die. And even in death, we don’t stop physically changing, we break down, decompose, etc.
But without change our souls become stale, we no longer are alive, we’re just breathing. Our souls no longer shout for the things that are greater than us. For God. Instead they become silent, quiet, just waiting, hopping for the day when just maybe, it’ll all be over. There is a time in all of our lives where we crave adventure, think about yourself as a kid, everything was new (read as changing), we ran around, were loud, and overwhelmingly happy. But then we “grow up” and it all seems the same, we don’t run, are quiet, and are seemingly depressed. Where does it say that as we grow up, we have to stop asking questions, making changes, become quiet, and be “serious”?
“We’ll build new traditions in place of the old”. Tradition has it’s time and place, but without changing, your traditions will become stale, and once your traditions become stale, it’s only a short step until your life becomes stale as well.
I like my routines, I like my traditions, but at the same time, I crave chaos & change. Call me weird, crazy, or whatever, but it’s one of the things I love about my job. I have routines, things I must do every day, or every week, but then every day is completely different, things always change. It’s the perfect balance for me.
Too much chaos and not enough routine in my life, and I go crazy, become unsettled, and begin to lose my grip on things around me, and things fall through the cracks. But if it becomes too routine, I get bored, and then I need to move on. That’s how it was with my job at the YMCA. I loved the people, but the work was too routine, too boring, too monotonous. It’s why I had to leave it. I had to revise my life before it became stale.
What in your life do you need to revise before you soul becomes silent?