Everything is all about convenience these days. It's a selling point in most ads - conveniently located businesses with convenient hours that conveniently have our work/bank/daycare/salon nearby and have convenient financing or payment options. We have convenient features on our phones, cars, computers, and home appliances. If something is inconvenient, we grumble. If a person is inconvenient, we call them a nuisance and avoid them. We cling to this notion so desperately that when life asserts itself in the form of something unexpected, we “deal” with it.
But the human experience isn't convenient. How many moments are lost because they're not convenient?
An old friend calls during a movie, excited to connect after so many years and reaches a voice mail. Will they still be there when the movie is done? Probably. But the excitement, the warmth, the spontaneity are gone. It is a paler moment than the inconvenient one life presented.
An amazing conversation that lasts into the night is ended because staying up late is inconvenient.
Passion from a lover during work hours, steamy letters in an in-box. Can a few moments be spared to embrace that outpouring of emotion? It's certainly inconvenient, even inappropriate. But how much is lost by answering with silence? No doubt they'll understand. But what kind of moment has passed by un-experienced?
Time moves in only one direction and moments are life's gifts. If we turn them away, they may never be offered again. What a price to pay for convenience...
But the human experience isn't convenient. How many moments are lost because they're not convenient?
An old friend calls during a movie, excited to connect after so many years and reaches a voice mail. Will they still be there when the movie is done? Probably. But the excitement, the warmth, the spontaneity are gone. It is a paler moment than the inconvenient one life presented.
An amazing conversation that lasts into the night is ended because staying up late is inconvenient.
Passion from a lover during work hours, steamy letters in an in-box. Can a few moments be spared to embrace that outpouring of emotion? It's certainly inconvenient, even inappropriate. But how much is lost by answering with silence? No doubt they'll understand. But what kind of moment has passed by un-experienced?
Time moves in only one direction and moments are life's gifts. If we turn them away, they may never be offered again. What a price to pay for convenience...