Over the last two posts I've described how the modern world has lost its story. The Shape of Joy explains how this narrative loss has affected our mental health, as hinted at the end of yesterday’s post.
As I describe in The Shape of Joy, meaning in life is highly predictive of mental health and psychological resiliency. In studying meaning in life, psychologists have discovered that meaning in life has three vital ingredients: Coherence, purpose, and significance. Relevant for our discussions about how the modern world lost its story, coherence and purpose are each narrative in nature.
Specifically, meaning is experienced when our lives "make sense" to us. Coherence speaks to how all the parts and pieces of my life are fit together to make a whole. My life feels "connected" and I have the sense that I "get it." Basically, my life is a story and I can trace its plot.
Beyond coherence, purpose speaks to how our story is going somewhere. My life has a direction and a goal. I am here for a reason.
As I recount in The Shape of Joy, when our lives experience narrative disruption, when our lives no longer make sense to us or we lose track of our purpose and reason for living, we suffer mental health consequences. To be sure, we can have coherence and purpose without faith, but these efforts at self-generated meaning and self-selected purpose are provisional and effortful. Mental health becomes skating across thin narrative ice. Your self-curated story works until life rudely interrupts the plot.
Faith, by contrast, gifts you a story. You inhabit it. You don't need to make it up. Consequently, it is the story that carries you, especially those days when you lose the narrative thread of your life. This is one of the key reasons why, as I share in The Shape of Joy, faith and spirituality are predictive of mental health:
Your story is a gift.
Faith, if providing connection, can repair, but I don't know that this will fix the loneliness and the heart felt connection that comes from meaningful relationships that we are created to have here on earth .. in the flesh. I don't know that it can be in-exchange for mothers who have lost their children, people who have lost their communities.... Just don't know...
My faith in the real live Jesus Christ has carried me for some 67 years and, by His Grace, will finally carry me Home one Day. 🙏🏻✝️❤️