I think I’ve increasingly come to mistake cynicism for experience, or maybe even wisdom. I’ve traveled a bit, been part of a few things, fair to say I’ve been around. But it is only recently that I’ve noticed what might be an unhealthy degree of cynicism in my thinking. 

I think this cynicism is unhealthy, it blocks doorways and inhibits gestures that might otherwise lead to fulfilling experiences and relationships. 

Sometimes it’s hard to avoid the descent to cynicism. The world makes it easy, yet we can’t make it better if we too easily surrender to the temptation of extreme cynicism. I’ll keep my skepticism, but that does not prevent me from making an effort to be more faithful.