INTRODUCTION
I’M NOT OK
Anyone who knows me probably won’t find that statement surprising. My wife regularly reminds me that I often have the mind of a fourteen-year-old boy. What she doesn’t realize is that most men have the same mentality. Women everywhere, I imagine, are nodding their heads in agreement. Beyond the basic propensity for juvenile behavior, I think the older I get the more I realize that I am not getting the hang of this thing called life. While I realize I am light years beyond some of the struggles I dealt with as a teen, I also find that I am now just as distracted and prone to failing as an adult. Over the years, struggles I was certain I had tackled in terms of personal flaws and vices have reared their ugly head, haunting me once again. I am not OK. Often I find that while I know more now about life and the faith than I ever did as a kid, I seem to struggle to live this faith more now that I am an adult. I want to do great acts of charity, speak calmly to my children, and live with heroic virtue, but so often I fall short. I desire to be a holy man, but I seem to be excelling at being average instead of in spiritual maturity. I am an expert in self-loathing, I struggle with feeling insecure and depressed, and while I am sure a lot of it is explained by my childhood, I’ve often wished I could just move on and be the great man I know God wants me to be. I keep hearing about God as loving and tolerant, but I often feel I am without excuse, and I can honestly say that there are days when I am tempted to despair of ever being what I need to be as a man, father, husband, son, and child of God. So I think it is important to let you know that I do not feel like I have all the answers to life’s problems, nor am I sitting back amazed at the difficulties people have in living the faith. I am right there with you, wanting to know more about a God who sees that I am not OK and wants to be with me anyway. Wouldn’t that be a great truth?
YOU’RE NOT OK
While I don’t know you personally, I am 100 percent confident that you are not OK. Life is so difficult, with familial obligations, neighborhood drama, work responsibilities, and personal struggles all seeming to overwhelm us without relief or restraint. We might want to pretend that all is well, but I have a feeling if you were to stop and just ask