Will anything save the soul? So many industries and people revolve their lives around the idea of salvation. It must be worthwhile to ask whether or not souls exist, right? After all, if they do exist, then what on earth can nurture a soul? Burgers, fries, and other assorted junk food? That would be wonderful.
A couple weeks ago, while taking an Uber to the airport, the driver saw his opportunity to preach about souls. During the thirty minute ride, he quoted a few bible passages and tried to convince me that there is an afterlife where our souls live on. Unfortunately, he wasn’t a pastor or televangelist, otherwise, he might have figured out how screwed my soul is. Without the power of a seer, or any ability to see my inner workings, I decided I should let him ramble on; an Uber ride is no place for a theological debate.
What makes us so obsessive over the idea of salvation? At some point, we all become aware of how little time we actually have on the planet. Perhaps the obsession over salvation and an afterlife is a bid for all the lost time. Salvation could possibly be the reaction to the realization that death is indiscriminate in its hunger. Shit, salvation could actually exist for all I know. Then the obsession wouldn’t seem so unhealthy to me.
Focusing on the salvation of oneself, quite often, keeps us from enjoying our surroundings. What happens if the light at the end of the tunnel is dim? When you reach the bright, flashing light at the end, it’s possible that you will look back and have difficulty in extracting joy from the journey. Perhaps, if luck is on your side, you could become a person who enjoys seeking salvation and can enjoy your surroundings.
Some people aren’t so lucky. The promise of salvation sometimes brings pain, insurmountable debt, fates worse than death, and sometimes chasing salvation can cost one their entire lifetime. Certainly, the notion of salvation has its benefits. Waiting for salvation gives many people hope, fulfillment, and it sometimes even does the dirty job of satisfying the ego.
So is salvation a good thing, does it really exist? Yet, another question each individual must decide for themselves. Who knew adulthood would involve so much thinking?