Are you confused? Haven't made sense of your existence, yet? Can't explain the futility of life? You're born, you live, you work, you die. You come into this world with nothing and you leave with nothing. Very few men are remembered for very long. And to top it all off, you're only here for a very brief period of time. Not even a speck on the timeline of forever. So what's the deal? Why?
After months of thinking about these questions, it has become quite clear to me.
I/we were created for His good pleasure, plain and simple. It's not about us. He created us to be in relationship with Him. Our purpose in this life is to serve in praise and worship the Creator of all, the Ancient of Days, the Lord of Earth and Heaven.
I'm not claiming to understand what that means exactly. I know I fail miserably. I also know that with a willing, humble heart, I will lean solely and heavily on Him to lead me to my created purpose.
Richard.
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