I often wonder about the purpose of life.
What I do keeps me busy but that doesn't always come from the region of the heart, so obviously no matter what I accumulate something always remains missing.
In my opinion it's important to fill that void to attain a sense of fulfillment.
I believe, at this moment of my life, the mistake I make is not the wrong answers that I come up with, it's the question that I ask, which is slightly incomplete.
Instead of pondering over the purpose of life, I should rather be focussing on the purpose of 'My' life. If the purpose had to be the same for everyone then I would assume that God would have blessed one and all with similar abilities.
God has a plan for everyone, it's in the Bible, and we must keep our faith strong and walk through the plan.
The first and the most difficult step is to recognize the purpose of 'Our' lives. Once we realize what it is, then we just have to keep on moving.
We all desire longevity.
The purpose shouldn't be the end because that ways we would ourselves be murdering the idea of longivity.
The purpose that we strive for should be ever expanding. The more we feel closer to achievement the further it should actually be. That's what will always drag the best of our abilities out of our hesitant hearts and give a higher sense of fulfillment.
Another important aspect of the purpose is 'Right Intention'.
If the intention isn't right, our sucess will plant a sense of guilt or regret in some form in some hidden corner of our hearts. That will hinder the journey towards utmost satisfaction.
The intention must also be selfless. The more we genuinely intend to give the more we would probabely get. Satisfaction wouldn't necessarily be attained by striving for it, what we must strive for is satisfying the needs that are not ours alone. The needs may belong to other people or their situations, sometimes circumstances alone.
Our circumstances are the products of the choices made by the conscious spirit in totality and not just the choices made by one. They may not always be in our favor, but they are actually the opportunities laid before us that we can utilize to develop our strengths.
Your purpose can very well be the someone elses' need.
The passion that we have for our individual purposes is the display of the belief that we place in ourselves.
Follow your heart.
Tuesday, April 3, 2007
Friday, March 2, 2007
Faith
The smudged horizon, northern lights above the ground
Conceal not the white summer sun
No brighter than the learned Moses’ face
Bound not by the aged earth or the languished sky
But by the will, its pace
A spiritual breeze, a satanic storm
Dust all around
Stern innocence still firm, the unfledged white summer sun
No dimmer than the bright Achilles shield
Worries it not, fragrant lilies in the field
I know not,
Where this wind comes from, where it goes
Whisks around, smooth in execution
Infidel it is though consumes, Aphrodite’s swiftness, Pallas Athena’s illusions
That’s momentary
An atheist in a synod
Gushing flood waters, hot water geysers calmed
At his nod
Men reborn of water, eternal life transcends
Onto them
That bread fed several, word several souls
Brighter still is the white summer sun
I wish it set not ever, thoughts it invokes
Peace absorbed, faith renewed
I shall live and die a better man.
Conceal not the white summer sun
No brighter than the learned Moses’ face
Bound not by the aged earth or the languished sky
But by the will, its pace
A spiritual breeze, a satanic storm
Dust all around
Stern innocence still firm, the unfledged white summer sun
No dimmer than the bright Achilles shield
Worries it not, fragrant lilies in the field
I know not,
Where this wind comes from, where it goes
Whisks around, smooth in execution
Infidel it is though consumes, Aphrodite’s swiftness, Pallas Athena’s illusions
That’s momentary
An atheist in a synod
Gushing flood waters, hot water geysers calmed
At his nod
Men reborn of water, eternal life transcends
Onto them
That bread fed several, word several souls
Brighter still is the white summer sun
I wish it set not ever, thoughts it invokes
Peace absorbed, faith renewed
I shall live and die a better man.
Thursday, March 1, 2007
Atheist
A long time, uphill
Six ages a mile
The lap preceding judgment
Fruits are sweet
Grass is greener
Heart swelled with the colors of joy
Gratefulness
Thank but whom?
Six ages a mile
The lap preceding judgment
Fruits are sweet
Grass is greener
Heart swelled with the colors of joy
Gratefulness
Thank but whom?
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