Be not overly righteous, and do not make yourself overly wise. Why should you destroy yourself? Be not overly wicked, and neither be a fool. Why should you die before your time? It is good that you should take hold of this, and from that not withhold your hand, for the one who fears God shall come out from both of them…
Very often – not always, just very often – there is no right or wrong.
For instance, what do women really want? Do they want some guy who’s tough, cocky, and permanently self-contained? Or do they want some mushy clown, who cries at the drop of a hat?
The answer is both… and neither. Being confident and strong gives her a sense of peace, something to lean on. Being vulnerable gives her something to love, to truly bond with. Women need both qualities… or rather, a balance between the two, and the man who can balance those qualities will land himself a ‘keeper’.
While God does not tolerate sin, ever, what good does it be to be so heavenly-minded that one is no earthly good? To be so self-righteous that one is completely unrelatable? Didn’t the Apostle Paul say ‘ I became all things to all men, so that I might preach the gospel…’
An immature Christian goes around spouting thoughts such as ‘speak the truth in love’… Which is Scripture, but it’s only half of the equation. Thus, such a one will usually dwell more on his version of truth than on loving anyone. A similarly immature Christian will beat the idea of ‘Grace’ and ‘God’s Patience’ to death, until he’s more of a sinner than most Worldlings. God, however, lies somewhere between the two extremes… and laughs in amusement at them both.
A good soldier knows when to hold back, and when to blow someone’s head off. A good actor knows when to ham it up, and when to just say his lines.
So seldom is there ever any ‘right’ answer; we can only ever balance two wrong answers, and hope that the resulting amalgam could possibly be construed as ‘right’. It’s a devil of a tightrope. I must balance being fiscally responsible with enjoying the life God gave me. I must balance being evangelistic with not being obnoxious. I must balance indulging my wife with being a firm guiding hand, so that she feels safe in the relationship. (I adore my wife, by the way.) Love and tough love, thriftiness and profligation, Godliness and relatability, strength and softness, kindness and sternness… Life, I think, consists of nothing more than trying endlessly to make the swinging pendulum of events stop right in the middle. Of course, it seldom does.
Every one of us is two beings, a walking juxtaposition hemmed between an eternal series of conflicting ideals. Conflicting… or harmonizing? Are conflict and harmony one and the same, or… well, conflicting? Ugh!!!
Half the time, when the proverbial moral pendulum swings… I think it hits me in the ‘nads on its way by!