I was sitting in class today, where we’re beginning the first of about five or six classes talking about Socratic philosophy and Plato. We talked today about Plato’s theory of the tripartite soul, meaning the soul is divided into three parts: the rational (characterized by wisdom), the spirited (characterized by courage), and the appetitive (characterized by moderation). Plato believed it was the rational that governed the other two.
Now, I am well acquainted with reason. I can reason pretty much anything. This is probably because I analyze nonstop. I wonder how much those two sentences even relate.
I’m not going to think about it, or my brain is going to start hurting. Profusely.
But do you see my point? I am a very rational person. I can take something that I don’t agree with in the least and somehow draw some sort of rational conclusion from it. It doesn’t make sense to me, so maybe my time would be better spent trying to figure that out than trying to explain the inexplicable intricacies of my life to you. Regardless, I continue.
So, reason governs spirit and appetite. Being as well-acquainted with reason as I am, I don’t need to think much about whether that actually exists in the real world.
And I realized something.
I am tired of reason. I am tired of rationale. I am tired of having to explain myself. I’m tired of having to have things planned out in a reasonable manner. I want a spirit of courage. I want to step out, take risks, be adventurous. I remember a friend who told me over the summer I came across as a “go-getter.” And I realized then, as I am now, I missed that side of me. That side of me that had immeasurable courage, that was regularly unconventional and always unashamed of it.
I’ve been listening to a Bethany Dillon song called “Be Near Me” for the past couple days. My favorite part of the song (besides the chorus) is this line: “You’ve given me Your reckless love.”
I want that reckless love.
I’m tired of my rationale holding me back from loving as deeply and fiercely and recklessly as I know God made me to. As deeply and fiercely and recklessly as He loves me.
Goodbye, reason. It’s been nice knowing you.