the purpose of life

mine deep enough in every heart and you'll
find it: a longing for meaning, a quest for purpose.
as surely as a child breathes, he will someday wonder
"what is the purpose of my life?"
some search for meaning in a career. "my purpose
is to be a dentist." fine vocation but hardly a
justification for existence. they opt to be a human
"doing" rather than a human "being." who they are
is what they do; consequently they do a lot. they
work many hours because if they don't work, they
don't have an identity.
for others, who they are is what they have.
they find meaning in a new car or a new house or
new clothes. these people are great for the economy
and rough on the budget because they are always
seeking meaning in something they own...some
try sports, entertainment, cults, sex, you name it.
all mirages in the desert of purpose...
shouldn't we face the truth? if we don't
acknowledge God, we are flotsarn in the universe.

-in the grip of grace-

"Love the Lord your God with all
your heart, al your soul, and all your mind."

-Matthew 22:37-

just blogging a little saying...a little prayer...and being religious in a big way...in this quiet saturday evening in my foggy little town. hope ya don't mind me blogging this way. from
time to time i'll be religious. it's in my heart. and i was raised catholic. and still a catholic.
i'm blogging-off. Godbless. adios :P'.