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Forced Ambivalence

How would your emotions be like if you found, on the same page of a newspaper, both a heart-breaking news and also a joyful news?

The modern world of information explosion, with various mutually disconnected threads and streams of information, force humans to have several disconnected and split responses at the same time. One thread of news reports a violent train or airplane accident in which hundreds were killed (Experiencer A). Another thread of news reports jubilant celebration of a political victory or a sports trophy won by a favorite team (Experiencer B). Can both of these be reconciled? Do they need to be reconciled? The diversified information forces ambivalent responses. We are forced to both share in the joy and also share in the sorrow at the same time. The ambivalence gets severe when there is a mutual disconnection between the two experiencers (A and B), but only the respondent (C) is aware of both the news at the same time.

When the experiences are both deep, the ambivalence is also deep and genuine. It seems to reflect a split personality since one cannot be happy and sad at the same time, but the new ability makes one so towards the two stories, and troubled within. Does some sort of, dash of, amnesia or forgetfulness help to keep these two apart from each other?

Also, the pace and speed with which things happen afford less luxury for emotions to settle down. The world of experience is like a stage of shifting shadows, and the shadows excite joy and sorrow simultaneously.

This turns our mind to Divine Emotions. Of course, finite minds cannot understand anything of Divine Emotions. God is omniscient, knowing all things from the beginning to the end, and there is no surprise information to God. He knows all things. But, the Bible also talks about God being grieved and also being joyful. While in one part of the globe, one of His children may be rejoicing in celebration of a joyous moment, in the other part of the globe, someone may be weeping. God shares joy and sorrow with both individually, personally and is genuine to both.

Adversity forces our spirit to present itself to God, to stand straight by His power in face of storms, to be timeless and unaffected by events of time and yet be genuinely responsive to these at the same time; yet, without being confused.

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