“The Meaning of Life”

Good times

I have long been a student of the proverbial quest for the meaning of life, but since my brother’s death ten days ago I’ve found myself thinking more and more about our reason for living. His passing has rekindled my desire for enlightenment and understanding.

So many questions, not just about death, but deeper more meaningful questions such as: Why are some live’s marred with so much turmoil and grief ? What purpose do these tortured lives serve? Why do they have to suffer?

There are no clear cut answers. I find myself falling back on my faith and the beliefs I hold about God to help me understand.  I believe that everyone’s  life and death serve some greater purpose and are part of God’s plan for all of us. Perhaps my brother’s arduous life was meant to serve as an example of what can happen if one’s faith is lost or simply isn’t strong enough, or maybe it was meant to illustrate that we truly do have a free will and our decisions and choices will either make us or break us. Perhaps his death and the manner in which it occurred are meant to be a lesson for all of us, a wake up call to look at our lives and the path we are on, more closely.

It’s all about choices. At some point we all stand at the crossroad of life and have to choose which route we are going to take. One road looks flat, smooth and easy to travel, the other rough, windy and an uphill trek. Many of us choose the easy road, not realizing that in time, the easy road becomes unpaved and full of ruts and potholes, while the difficult road eventually levels out and is as smooth as glass. My brother made his choice and spent the rest of his life paying for it.

The road to enlightenment and personal growth is not an easy one. If we can find the inner strength and fortitude to press onward and place our trust in God, we can avoid many of the pitfalls, traps and diversions that life throws our way.  Exercise good judgement and weigh your options before making your choices and wisdom is yours for the taking…

Just a thought…

J S

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