{"id":23674,"date":"2018-02-20T20:42:30","date_gmt":"2018-02-21T02:42:30","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.davidmcelroy.org\/?p=23674"},"modified":"2019-10-24T00:24:17","modified_gmt":"2019-10-24T05:24:17","slug":"constant-quest-for-perfect-certainty-leaves-us-uncertain-and-paralyzed","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/davidmcelroy.org\/?p=23674","title":{"rendered":"Constant quest for perfection leaves us confused and paralyzed"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.davidmcelroy.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/02\/Sunset-over-Cahaba-River.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter wp-image-23691\" src=\"http:\/\/www.davidmcelroy.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/02\/Sunset-over-Cahaba-River.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"461\" height=\"307\" srcset=\"https:\/\/davidmcelroy.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/02\/Sunset-over-Cahaba-River.jpg 920w, https:\/\/davidmcelroy.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/02\/Sunset-over-Cahaba-River-300x200.jpg 300w, https:\/\/davidmcelroy.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/02\/Sunset-over-Cahaba-River-768x512.jpg 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 461px) 100vw, 461px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>As I stood in the ankle-deep water of the Cahaba River late Tuesday afternoon, it was so serene that time seemed to stand still.<\/p>\n<p>I had ditched my shoes and rolled up my pants to wade into the water for a better view of a warm golden sunset. The water was unseasonably warm for a late February day. I stood there feeling the water rush against my legs as my eyes took in the color and majesty of another perfectly routine Alabama sunset.<\/p>\n<p>In the stillness, I couldn&#8217;t help but think that the scene before me had played itself out &#8212; like perfect clockwork &#8212; for many hundreds and thousands of years. It occurred to me that if I could somehow transport myself back in time &#8212; say a thousand years &#8212; to this exact spot, I would be watching a sunset that would be essentially the same, depending on the clouds that day.<\/p>\n<p><!--more-->Nature is like clockwork. It&#8217;s predictable. That&#8217;s why we know when a comet is coming back. It&#8217;s why I know the sunset Wednesday evening will happen at 5:37 in Birmingham. It&#8217;s why we know what will happen when you mix two chemicals in a particular way. And it&#8217;s why we know that the new life of spring will return in the coming days &#8212; in exactly the same way it does every year.<\/p>\n<p>Humans like certainty. I certainly do. As far as I can tell, we&#8217;re the only creatures on the planet who crave certainty. All of the rest of Creation simply assumes that the cycles of nature will continue to play themselves out for eternity.<\/p>\n<p><em>Nature is predictable. Humans are not.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>We crave certainty, but we are the most unpredictable parts of this world &#8212; and our craving for certainty can create paralysis, because we want other people to be as dependable as the timing of this sunset.<\/p>\n<p>We make our plans and pretend that our decisions will bring us certainty, but we&#8217;re lying to ourselves.\u00a0Things rarely work out as we think they will.<\/p>\n<p>Everyone who starts a business thinks he will succeed. Every person who gets married thinks his marriage will be happy and long-lasting. Everybody who invests money thinks he&#8217;s going to earn a profit in return.<\/p>\n<p>But businesses fail every day. Marriages fall apart &#8212; often in ways that were obvious long ago to others. The vast majority of people lose their investment cash and wonder what happened.<\/p>\n<p>We see this clearly in other people, but we have an unconscious delusion that we&#8217;re different &#8212; that we see the world clearly and that our decisions will be right. Then we continue to lie to ourselves &#8212; and remain willfully blind to the evidence &#8212; when things don&#8217;t work out as we planned.<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s easy to become afraid of making decisions. If life teaches us that there isn&#8217;t certainty &#8212; and if we can&#8217;t rely on the people around us to be predictable &#8212; we can feel stuck. We can stand frozen &#8212; just as I stood frozen in the Cahaba River watching this sunset &#8212; afraid to take any chances.<\/p>\n<p><em>What if our worst fears come true?<\/em><\/p>\n<p>What if he doesn&#8217;t love me? What if I take a chance on this business or job and I fail? What if he dies and I&#8217;m left alone? What if I lose all my money?<\/p>\n<p>Most of our real fears &#8212; when it comes to decisions &#8212; have to do with doubting ourselves and doubting others. We know that we can&#8217;t have perfect control of our health or whether we&#8217;re hurt in accidents. But we think we should be able to count on ourselves and we think we should be able to count on those we love.<\/p>\n<p><em>But we can&#8217;t count on human beings.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>There&#8217;s only one solution to this paralysis, as far as I can tell. We have to have the courage to stop expecting certainty. We have to be willing to trust our hearts and take chances on the things that matter most.<\/p>\n<p>Some things in life are like gambling. I don&#8217;t like that &#8212; because I don&#8217;t like to gamble &#8212; but it&#8217;s true. More than anything else in life, the other people we choose to be in our lives are the biggest gambles we make.<\/p>\n<p>Choosing the people you will trust is a bit like choosing lottery numbers. I don&#8217;t play lotteries &#8212; simply because I understand how probability math works &#8212; but choosing the people in our lives is a lottery that we all have to play.<\/p>\n<p>You choose which people to bet on. The bet is terribly uncertain. Those people might abandon you. They might disappoint you. They might leave you lost and alone.<\/p>\n<p>But the only thing worse than making a bet on somebody is being afraid to make a bet at all. (Or making a failed bet once and then being afraid to make another.) If you want certainty, you&#8217;ll never risk anything. And in your quest to stay safe and secure, you will remain uncertain and paralyzed.<\/p>\n<p>There are some things in life that are certain. I take comfort in those things. The cycles of nature are reassuring and make me feel grounded.<\/p>\n<p>But we can never be sure about people. The best we can do is to trust our hearts when we choose who to place our bets on.<\/p>\n<p>After that, we have only two choices. We can remain paralyzed and uncertain or we can move forward &#8212; jumping off the cliffs of uncertainty &#8212; with faith that a net will be there to catch us when we take that big chance.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>As I stood in the ankle-deep water of the Cahaba River late Tuesday afternoon, it was so serene that time seemed to stand still. I had ditched my shoes and rolled up my pants to wade into the water for a better view of a warm golden sunset. 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