“The gap between ignorance and knowledge is much less than the gap between knowledge and action”

In my limited experience, this truth has been consecrated through thousands of repeated examples (very rarely my own, of course.) As I adjust to living on the wrong side of my 20′s, I’m beginning to understand that knowledge is basically useless. Theories are little more than conversation fodder or mental exercise.

Though it has long decorated the halls of academia, upheld as the highest virtue, fought for and stolen like the breath of a beautiful woman- it’s essentially useless.

-When it’s naked.

In order for knowledge to bring about the promised fruits of the labors of cultivating and tending to it, it must be married to action. Knowledge cannot be alone. The very nature of action brings experience, and when action is one with knowledge, the resulting experience is always perfect (Note: The outcome or result of said experience is not always pleasurable, but it is always perfect; always usable.) My knowing how to perform CPR means very little to the choking man at the restaurant. My knowing how to subtract only takes on meaning when it is time for me to perform subtraction.

Rock climbing is composed of tons of intellectual and physical partnerships. The beta and the meta. The two are inseparable, (Think: peanut butter and jelly, Lawry’s and grilled cheese) you cannot have one without the other. In order to physically assert strength against a rock (meta) you must first know what happens when you clasp your fingers around a hold (beta.) While the two are not exactly mutually exclusive, if you want the experience of reaching the top, a perfect marriage must be made. Standing at the base of a rock trying to know your way up will get you nowhere. Having the strength of Samson without the cognitive understanding of gravity (and your relationship to it) will yield similar results.

Knowledge is lazy. Knowledge wants to hang out on the couch, action wants to move. Knowledge wants to talk, action wants to work. Knowledge wants to read, action wants to write.

I don’t mean to say that knowledge or wisdom are not worth pursuing. I’m just wondering – What would happen if we got it drunk, took it to Vegas and married it to action? What would the kids look like?

— With that, here’s a screenshot of a little chart-based motivation I’ve constructed for myself. The idea was borrowed stolen from Demetri Martin. I’m posting not for accolades (My total for the week was 12, yes twelve) but for accountability. I figure if I post this, you will all know what I suck at. This is this week’s way of moving from knowledge to action.

 

I’m a hypocrite in many ways. We all are. But lately, I feel like God’s calling into question my convictions. Holding them to the light, if you will.

I’m the first one to beg people to live for something more, to never settle and to live wildly the calling of God. I try to be encouraging and I believe in every word I tell someone else. I truly do. Now, when faced with what I feel is a monumental decision, my own advice seems like a foreign language, meant to be interpreted for sport rather than practice and use.

It’s hard to trust God when you can’t hear Him, when you can clearly see choices laid in front of you and it feels like God’s attention is elsewhere.

God seems so quiet right now.

Maybe I just need to be quieter than He is.

If you pray, please pray for me this week. There’s some important decisions to be made.

If you had me as a teacher, now would be the time to tell me that I:
– A. Sucked horribly and couldn’t teach a fish how to swim.
or
– B. Should keep my shenanigans going.

Thanks.

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