From Howard Thurman’s Meditations of the Heart:
“There is a curious logic in human experience that finally permits no man to escape the good and the bad…. To be alive is to be involved in events, some which take their rise uniquely in the individual’s experience and some of which flow into the life, apparently without rhyme or reason. To accept all experience as raw material out of which the human spirit distills meanings and values is a part of the meaning of maturity.”
Wow! There’s a lot there to unwrap there, particularly that last sentence. I love Thurman’s admonition to “accept all experience as raw material out of which the human spirit distills meanings.” It occurs to me in that perhaps Thurman is on to something here, that maturity arrives when I recognize (and perhaps most importantly, accept) that my “life puzzle” doesn’t have the same pieces as others’, or for that matter, the same picture on the box.
It occurs to me... 