I received an email today from a young, dynamic college-aged student who has been hard-wired as a restless analysts who is always wondering if there’s not something more to this life, this faith, this world…. Its a beautiful wiring that he is trying to learn to live with and leverage for good.
Here’s what he wrote:
When we talked back in May, at one point I said that I was increasingly growing tired of being a critic and you told me that you had a similar sort of thought earlier in your life. The exact line you used was, “I’ve thrown enough grenades!” Over the course of the summer and the fall I am becoming more and more exhausted of my own critical nature.