Precarity: a state of dangerous uncertainty. Precarity comes from the Latin root — Precarious: obtained by in treaty or prayer.
A state (or recognition) that we cannot achieve things by ourselves. I read about this recently in a book. It fascinated me.
I came to the profound but simple conclusion that people are all connected not by their intelligence, their determination, their motivation, their personality — not by any of these — but by the fact that we must rely on someone else. God or neighbor.
I like that. That when broken down to our foundation — our absolute core — the thing that is left standing, last but not least, is the fact that we are so fragile and vulnerable.
The reason I like that is because I believe we were created. And if that concept is true, it means that we are designed to love and be loved. To support and be supported.
And without those things, there really is nothing to accomplish or achieve. We cannot do a thing without reliance on someone or something else.
In treaty or in prayer.
Fragility appeals to our human nature. We need to live in a house, a structure to keep us safe and warm. It ensures that our soft bodies are protected.
We are one diagnosis away from our world collapsing. One hard conversation away from tears. One tragedy from wondering if we actually have the power to get up and move forward. Do we have it in us?
This is the very moment when your design is made whole. When you find other people to carry the burden that you no longer can. You find the support in another warm soul so that you can make it through another cold day. This is purpose.
This is what connects us. Love, brokenness and redemption.
We are literally dragging each other through life without pointing it out. We are so quick to talk about how independent and strong we are.
In reality, we’re only as strong as our support. But that is the whole point! This is what connects us. The fact that each of us need another.
The only way through dark times is to depend on the person next to you to hold the torch. Light the path. One step at a time.
Humanity.
What it means to be human is to be fragile. And that’s okay. We are all intertwined this way. Not one of us is shouldering that reality alone.
But alongside this comes the recognition that love is still the most important thing we do.
Wow! Very profound! The truth of these thoughts encourages me settle into the uncertainties of life.