Recently I was at the breakfast bar of a local healthy foods
grocery store where I meet with a man I'm mentoring. The store,
undergoing extensive renovations, was a mess. Beams, boards and plastic coverings
everywhere. It reminded me of a couple of years ago when we were remodeling our
kitchen. My wife and I have enjoyed the finished result, but it was a messy process getting
there.
These examples illustrate a truism we must accept: Life’s messy.
Think about it. Two people fall in love and marry, envisioning
a life of idyllic harmony. That lasts about two hours. Then both realize
they’ve married someone as imperfect as they are, and the lifelong challenge of
building a lifetime partnership begins.
Soon the same couple eagerly awaits the arrival of their
first child. The special day comes and the father almost passes out after
observing the messy birthing process. The nurses clean up the baby, put a fresh
diaper on it, and what does it do? It makes a mess. When they feed it for the
first time, it spits up. For a fleeting moment they wonder, “We waited nine
months for this?”
My wife would readily point out my home-office is always in
various stages of “mess.” In fact, after I finish writing this, my goal for the
rest of the day – and probably tomorrow – is to plow through piles of papers that
have accumulated while I’ve been finishing a couple of projects. (The inserted
illustration I've borrowed is not an actual depiction, but it’s not that far off.)
In physics, entropy refers
to the tendency for things to move from order to disorder. I submit my office
as evidence.
Other aspects of life are messy as well. Investing in lives
of other people, helping them work through problems, can be plenty messy. Hiring
new employees in the workplace can be messy, teaching them how to do their jobs
properly and fit into the company culture. If those employees don’t meet
expectations, correcting them – or even terminating them – can be especially
messy.
But most of the time, a mess is necessary to create a
masterpiece. You think Leonardo da Vinci didn’t spill some paint while painting
the Mona Lisa? Don’t you imagine the Greek artist that sculpted the Venus de
Milo didn’t leave chunks of marble around as he busily removed all the stone
that didn’t fit his image of Aphrodite?
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