Regarding Life, Love, and Purpose

I often find myself driving alone in a vacant vehicle, yet each time I'm surrounded and well accompanied by my thoughts and random ruminations. Forever pondering life as I know it, love, and what the true meaning of it all is. It's that place between asking a question and finding the answer. (A place many have dared to venture; a door some fear to enter.)

Life.
The journey between asking the question and finding the right answer is often the most neglected. I have found myself many times preoccupied with where to start or even the final destination; how to ask the question or the final answer. We all ask questions...what makes us all unique is the different paths we take to come to the conclusion, the answer. So my life, your life, our lives take their course...varying paths all in the same direction. Time and again I've found myself in wonderment of what drives us to continue in this journey let alone embark on it. Just what is the driving force, the fuel?

Love.
Something which my existence depends on. It's almost as if it's been encoded within human genetics. Embedded within our DNA is that sometimes mysterious predisposition to give and receive love. Love, this almost tangible, divine flame that eagerly consumes life, (my life at least). Being someone who needs to love and be loved, I have discovered life without love is mere existence...a rather meaningless one.

Purpose.
Is meaning derived from love. Life's purpose is the one question every individual is faced with. It's the not necessarily the start of the story of someone's life, nor is it always the final destination. Purpose is discovered at all of life's gas stations and McDonald's; all of the in-betweens and pit stops.

The arrival to this in-between state in my life is not some spontaneous occurrence. I am convinced that this frail and feeble frame had nothing to do with at all. Which leaves me with all but one thought...of glimpses of divine traces in my life's formation.

September 06, 2010