At different stages of life, I worry about different things, especially at times I am forced to worry and make decisions. Until after the very moment I graduated from my academic life, I realized how much graduations have played a part in my life, in my decisions how to live. Because of the way most people, including me grow up nowadays, most of our lives are staged according to our academic lives.
At the tender age of 5, I was set innocently by the current norm of life to stop staying at home the whole time and to spend at least half of my weekdays at a place called school, for almost the next 20 years. In these 20 years, I was expected to spend ~6 years in primary school, ~6 years in secondary school and ~5 years in tertiary education institution, with temporary and transitional breaks in between. The beginning of each stage signifies the ending of the previous stage, of everything initiated, developed, established and stabilized in a harmonious but imperfect system of behaviors and thoughts.
For me, it is the imperfection that drove me to shatter up everything in life as I know to move on to the next stage in the hope of establishing a better system. As I progress, I leave part of my old self, some good and some bad, in order to accommodate newer elements. However, some things remain throughout every stage, that is the expectation of the coming new stage/stages, hopefully richer and better, as well as the worries that come with the expectations.
At current stage, I am blessed to probably have accumulated more resources than I have imagined and maybe more compared to the average of my peers. In the experience of forever chasing after more resources or rather, afraid of not accumulating enough/fast enough resources, I realized that it is never going to be enough and I am never going to create a perfect systems of living, nobody has, nobody will.
In the past, I used to be tempted to look forward to have current things be replaced with better things in the future, every single one of them, not realizing/distinguishing which of them are my soul. However, my old perfect world is never actually that big. Now that I have caught a glimpse of that old perfect world in real, it is a perfect world indeed.
However,
Mark 8:36 And what do you benefit if you gain the whole world but lose your own soul?