It hits you hard. Especially when it is about meaning and purpose. Anything that has these 2 words will hit you, somewhere in your 70 years span of life. Not once, not twice, but as often as it needs to, or as long as you have not figured out the answer; either way.
What gives meaning? And what does that meaning hinge on? These are bugging my thoughts now. As a Christian, it is quite a 'loose face' situation if you begin questioning the meaning to your existence. As if our insults hurled at God through our complains and blame games are not already enough as it is.
How can meaningfulness flip like us flipping pages on a book? One page is so interesting yet most others remain monotonous, uninteresting. What is going on in our minds that we do not see where we have been hinging our meaning to? Have we been depending on activities to derive meaning and purpose in our lives? I definitely do think so.
The other thought I had this morning was, what if I did not ask this question the way it was asked yesterday? What if I have not thought that life is meaningless? Meaning, I just have not thought about it. And I also do not think that it is very meaningful at the same time.
I'm beginning to mumble.
My mind needs to shift. And I need a new dress.
gracey
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