Have you ever been in the midst of that peace called, “sitting in front of the TV with a nice pizza”? You know what happens next! The phone rings or a neighbor drops by and . . . Boom! One’s slice of heaven is replaced with simmering resentment toward the person or event seen as disturbing it. Or how about that sense of peace found in a new romance? That is, until we realize that rather than our heart being rescued by our newest lover, he or she now holds it for ransom by always threatening to walk out on us! And don’t we all know that sense of feeling peacefully complete just after we buy that special something we’ve always wanted? Too bad that the bill still has to come!
It isn’t that there is anything inherently wrong with such contentment; the point here is as simple as it should be clear: the moments made up of this kind of personal peace never last. In fact, the more we try to shape our individualized heaven, and contrive to protect those things we think bring us peace, the more we are punished by the increasing realization that such a personal peace can never last.