Let me preface by saying that I REALLY do not want to say what I'm about to say. However, I know that we in Honors are a family and that the blog is a place for us to tell the truth (hint the blog title) about how the readings impact us and if there is something on my heart I feel that the blog is the best place to talk about it.
We all lose things and we all grieve over them. From pets, to keys, to phones or even loved ones. But what or who we turn to in that grief is what makes all the distance.
I can relate to Wordsworth when it comes to being upset about loss. The process of moving on can be very difficult. The follow lines from "Tintern Abbey" oddly describe the exact feelings that I have, though I couldn't explain them to you.
"And so I dare to hope,
Though changed, no doubt, from what I was when first
I came among these hills; when like a roe
I bounded o'er the mountains, by the sides
Of the deep rivers, and the lonely streams,
Wherever nature led: more like a man
Flying from something that he dreads, than one
Who sought the thing he loved
For those of you who don't know, I broke up with my boyfriend (whom I was convinced I was going to marry) last weekend. I knew that it wasn't what the Lord had for us and that I had to be obedient to His will. However, that didn't make it easy AT ALL. For those of you who have gone through break-ups, the hardest thing is realizing the void in your life where that person used to be. What you choose to do with this void can either bring healing or just continue the hurt. Wordsworth chose to take his loss and allow it to depress him. He then turned to nature for his salvation. As all of us sophomores know from last year, it is not right to worship the created more than the Creator. However, that is not to say that the created cannot lead us to worship the Creator. It is very easy to try and fill the void that we have with another person, school, work, etc. But we must not fall into this pattern that will cause us to miserable and estranged from God for the rest of our lives. We must turn to him in our distress.
Wordsworth is pretty easy to relate to. This quote also works great for describing my relationship with homework. I come from doing it "changed, no doubt," but before I get it done I am most definately "more like a man flying from something that he dreads, than one who sought the thing he loved."
ReplyDeleteOh Lucy Beth, I'm so sorry to hear that; I know the gaping hole it can leave in your life. I admire your honesty and I'm praying for you.
ReplyDeleteI absolutely loved these poems, something about the Romanticism period just gets to me. Tintern Abbey brought tears to my eyes (stupid pathos!) in the section when he talks of how he watches how amazed his sister is at the sight. He know the wonderment will fade, because in a way it did for him, but he wants her to remember it as he is doing in the poem. There's a sort of sadness beneath the surface of this poem that is mysterious, I can't quite put my finger on it. It almost makes me think that he's wondering if the adult perspective on nature, on life, is a triumph or really a detriment. It's as if there's a sort of mourning of a loss of naivety, or innocence, or even the novelty of the way it feels when you first stand on the side of a mountain, or the first time you are in love. It's as if he can look back on that and say "For nature then...to me was all in all--I cannot paint what I was...That time is past and all its aching joys are no more, and all its dizzy raptures."