Most everything I do is a complete waste of time. And I'm pretty sure every one of you can relate.
We sit behind a wooden desk five days a week, staring out a glass window. We clean our house, car, rooms, etc...and then a week later, it's messy again. We invest our time in others, and then they hurt us. We spend our money on things that sparkle, but then we only want more.
Even more so, we eat, sleep, and breathe...but even that is not enough...because in just a short bit, we repeat the same cycle.
I go through everyday like a robot. Doing what my instincts tell me to do in order to stay alive and in order to make myself happy. But why? It's never enough. And it never will be.
There is one exception to this seemingly inevitable law of nature.
The spirit of the One True God.
Finally, there is something worth my time. Finally, there is something absolute, worth investing in, and never doomed to fail.
Finally..life has a purpose and meaning.
No longer is my life a continous night fest of coming home wasted, going to my pointless job, or getting a paycheck in the mail to spend on yet another thing that will soon fade away and leave me thirsty for more.
Finally, I have a reason to move, a reason to open my eyes in the morning, a reason to do whatever I can to stay alive.
We sit behind a wooden desk five days a week, staring out a glass window. We clean our house, car, rooms, etc...and then a week later, it's messy again. We invest our time in others, and then they hurt us. We spend our money on things that sparkle, but then we only want more.
Even more so, we eat, sleep, and breathe...but even that is not enough...because in just a short bit, we repeat the same cycle.
I go through everyday like a robot. Doing what my instincts tell me to do in order to stay alive and in order to make myself happy. But why? It's never enough. And it never will be.
There is one exception to this seemingly inevitable law of nature.
The spirit of the One True God.
Finally, there is something worth my time. Finally, there is something absolute, worth investing in, and never doomed to fail.
Finally..life has a purpose and meaning.
No longer is my life a continous night fest of coming home wasted, going to my pointless job, or getting a paycheck in the mail to spend on yet another thing that will soon fade away and leave me thirsty for more.
Finally, I have a reason to move, a reason to open my eyes in the morning, a reason to do whatever I can to stay alive.
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