I was writing about the various forms of solitaire this morning; working my way around to observations about the abrupt endings we all do come to, when I received a phone call from my sister.
Since then I marked the spot, and completed the work.
Does anyone play regular old solitaire anymore? No, I am not so naive as to ask if anyone
plays solitaire with actual cards anymore!
That would be ridiculous, of course.
But in the world of computer games, it seems that FreeCell or Spider
solitaire have won out over the old standby that I always played—with real
cards—when I was growing up.
Recently I played a few games of the old style again, just to
reminisce, and I think I discovered why it has fallen out of favor. FreeCell is attractive to the lone, diversion
seeking card player, for several reasons.
All the cards are face up right from the start! And secondly, at least in theory, every
possible layout of cards is winnable.
There are websites devoted to the game, where I have been gratified to learn
that the same specific set ups that I have wrestled with are well known for
their difficult solutions. It is
especially gratifying to beat one of those!
Spider solitaire is also very challenging, and is offered in
various degrees of intricacy. I was
greatly intimidated by the four suit level until the day I found my daughter
playing in those upper echelons, and winning!
Immediately I was no longer intimidated by a stupid cyber card game, and
became completely intimidated instead by my daughter! (Yes, I went on to beat that level, but just
because I HAD to.).
These newer solitaire games, and others I am sure, have
become popular on their own merits. But
the old style that everyone played for years and years (with real cards) is
simply not as fun as it used to be. Why? Have you played it recently? You can hardly ever win! Here is how it
works: 1) You spread your cards out according to the given system, 2) make a
few moves, and then 3) you lose. At
first you might move a red card onto a black card without even touching the
supply pile; and when you turn over the newly exposed facedown card you may,
stunningly, find another moveable card, and if you endure the shock, be tempted
to smile thinly while vain hope sings its solitary siren song. THEN everything locks up and you lose!
The computer version of the game has settled all discussion
on how many cards are counted off before the flip of the supply cards. Manual players have long argued for a mere
one-at-a-time allowance, but that was just to make winning the game an actual
feasibility, instead of a childish fantasy.
The computer turns three, and adds the traumatic tease by showing you
the cards just under the one on top, which can rarely be placed into the
game. There seems to be a guiding program
that determines the arrangement of these cards.
If you can use a red three, it’s right there; directly under the other
black four! No matter what the limit on
aces in a standard deck of cards, one is always buried, but showing, in each
flip of three cards, just below one or two unplayable bastions.
If by some supernatural cause the game continues and columns
of alternating color are established on your screen, rest assured that,
depending on your geographical location, a tornado, a hurricane, an earthquake,
an alligator, or a home invader is bearing down on your house and you will not
finish this miracle. If none of those
things occur, you are likely about to be abducted by aliens. While most people
see this as only a slim possibility, the chances that your game will somehow
avoid its typical, abrupt and final end are much, much more specious. (You might do well to continue with your very
foreign language course: Repeat after
me. “Nanu nanu!”)
The old habit of “playing” this game was so popular for two
reasons. Until that world famous book
came out, 202 Ways to Play Solitaire, no one knew there was another game one
could play alone! And the second reason
is that classic solitaire is so much like life itself.
At birth we are dealt a set of cards. We place them in some minimally ornate order,
trying to achieve a final and satisfying sequence, but are so often inhibited
by circumstance that we simply can not get that King on top. We may claim that we deserve a more ready
distribution of good opportunity, but our claims fall flat, for life simply is
what it is, and it is interminably controlled by its own small set of outwardly
ordained rules.
All over the world and in every age we take what we find
before us and work at rearranging the pieces into a semblance of pleasure…but
lack the power or the authority to complete the process. Too many untoward situations block the
way. Rules guide our steps and are a
delight as long as our cooperation reaps a benefit, but when such laws inhibit
our desired progress we balk, and are tempted to cheat. With real cards on a real table, it was easy
to undo a stifling move and try another route; or to pluck the unauthorized,
but needed card, from the supply deck and play it out as if it were there by
providence.
***At this point in my writing this morning, I received a
phone call from my sister. She had just
heard from our sister-in-law, that our oldest brother Tom had suddenly died of
a heart attack in the night. Here I
continue in tears.***
But with the computerized version of the game, as with life
itself, there is no true cheating. The
cards must indeed all be placed in the correct piles. There is an order and a fitting (a
“God-shaped vacuum” inside us all that can only be filled by God) and a simple but
singular process that needs to be accomplished.
Victory at the game of life, like winning at classic solitaire, is rare
indeed, and depends entirely on the dealer.
The game of solitaire that best relates to our reality is FreeCell.
God deals the cards with a seeming randomness, but
everything starts within certain bounds, and we are then given space to work
and a place to go. Some set ups are easy to beat, while others require much
concentration and endurance. Nothing is hidden. The cards are face up, as the
law is written on our hearts, and claims of ignorance will be overruled. The fact that every deal is “winnable” does
not suggest that all roads lead to success; we need to work within the Dealer’s
parameters. By His grace, God gives us
every reason to hope in His salvation; every reason to know that through our
acceptance of the work of Christ on the cross, the KING will end up where He
belongs; on top of every area of our lives, and reign there forever.
Whatever card game or picture, or analogy best describes
this life for you, there are certain truths that are better left undenied.
- God
made us all, and the place where we dwell.
- For
whatever reason, our nature is to repel God and deny His rule.
- God
loves us anyway, and has provided a way for our sin to be forgiven and our
spirits redeemed.
Only in Him can we find our way. Only by following His way, can we find Him.
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I'm so very sorry, Mike.
ReplyDeleteSorry for your loss...
ReplyDeleteBut, I do play traditional Klondike solitare with a real 52 card deck. Something soothing about turning over the cards.
bless your heart. My prayers are with you and your family. So, so sorry for your pain. 3
ReplyDeleteI am sorry for your loss. Life is a game of solitaire as you beautifully expressed in your post. Loved reading this
ReplyDeleteI actually prefer playing solitaire the old fashioned way with plain old playing cards. Life is a game that we play as we go never knowing what card is going to come up. Some cards are particularly painful. I am so sorry to hear of the loss of your brother. My thoughts and prayers are with you as you continue on. Bless you and your family at this difficult time.
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((HUGS)) wow...that you completed this thought..is another sign..perseverance..and yet knowing..one day..yup one day...we will be together again!!!!!!!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteSo sorry about your loss (hugs) . This is such a touching post .. It also left me pondering. I see the spirit in you .. love and light
ReplyDeleteI agree...this is a truly touching post...born of love and pain all at once. I'm so very sorry for your loss.
ReplyDeleteSorry for your loss, Mike. Love to you and your folks.
ReplyDeleteI do have to take issue with your last lines though... I respect your beliefs, as I believe we are all entitled to follow our individual paths to the beyond. I do however have an issue with the exclusivity of those final lines. The Christian god is not the only way, and saying he is is unfair on every other person who believes differently to Christians, as they have every right to do. Sorry, not trying to provoke a row, just a tad fed up with how many of these 'God is the only way' posts I am seeing.
Thanks for writing what you have Mojo. I appreciate your compassion, and your passion!
ReplyDeleteI respectfully disagree, as you can imagine, with your conclusion. It would be great if we could all just make up our own way to "the beyond", but that doesn't make any sense. The creator of Klondike (the name of the solitaire game I alluded to above) made the rules and the game is worthless if everyone just put the cards in the correct winning piles without adhering to those rules.
What would it mean to "go to heaven" (God's home, for a working definition) if God never established any guidelines or rules or even a dress code, and everybody simply transferred there from Earth, according to whatever ideas they were certainly "entitled to follow".
You say that my saying yhe Christian God is the only way is "unfair". But who has established any standard at all of "fair" or "unfair", if not some standard bearer? Some God?
Therefore; since we agree there is an actual standard, and we do all simply know in our hearts that there IS one (you just referred to it), I prefer to let that God clarify it for me.
It's interesting that you call the Christian beliefs "exclusive" when the clear teaching is that ALL, everywhere, and from all times, are invited to accept the saving work of Christ! He set the standard for what is sin, and when it turns out that ALL of us are guilty, He then provided the escape for ALL of us. Christians never claim to be the only ones savable, but are, so far, the only ones saved (and that, only by the grace of God!). Our point is not that God is the only way, but that "Hey, over here! We found the way! Come out with us!"
Remember those miners who were trapped in that mine in Argentina for so terribly long a few years ago? When that narrow shaft was finally established for their escape, I think very few of them (NONE, in fact) complained that they were offended by the exclusivity of the offered route up. No one insisted that they would make their own way. If you do actually happen to find another way into God's home without observing His "dress code", or His "house rules"; without respecting His place of ownership and authority over His premises, I suggest that you would not even be very happy there. This is why so many people actually choose to go to hell (after all; if they refuse God's kind invitation to His home, even when He offers to cleanse and clothe them properly at NO cost, they are not being "sent" to hell).
Sorry if you are "fed up", but the real issue is not how we feel about the truth, or how that truth may or may not offend our perceived entitlements; the real issue is what is or is not true.
I believe that the truth is that God loves YOU; that God wants YOU to repent and come live under His love for you. And not just after you die. He wants you to relate to Him now, and enjoy the fruits of His friendship every day!
So, so sorry for your loss. Sending you (((((hugs))))). Thank you for sharing your thoughts with us.
ReplyDeleteSorry for your loss, Mike and like always, I appreciate your message of hope.
ReplyDeleteTake care.
So sorry for your loss. I do LOVE this post! Dealing with cancer for four years, God was my only hope. I believe He has a perfect plan and perfect timing as well!
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