Tectonic Shifts

I’ve written several posts about ‘the search for significance.’ Here is the usual trajectory: first we look to external achievements/possessions; then, we look within ourselves— to our sense of self-worth, or our enlightenment; or perhaps we find our significance through our relationship with God.

Every so often, I read something that creates a tectonic shift deep within my core beliefs. Here is a quote by Thomas Merton that shattered my carefully arranged ideas on the topic of significance:

Saints…“have finally reached the point where they take their own insignificance for granted.” (New Seeds of Contemplation, by Thomas Merton)

All this time, I’ve been searching for significance. I’ve imagined that I have an essential role in this world, if only I could find it.

I’m about as significant as a dry leaf floating down a river. I might be used to keep an ant dry and safe from drowning or to provide a resting place for a dragonfly. My part is infinitesimal compared to that of God. Yet, I can mess up even my little role, thereby changing the dynamics of the drama.

Once I accept my own insignificance, I’m free—to go wherever the Spirit leads me, to do whatever the Spirit directs me to do.

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