Thursday

The Desire To Find Purpose

I find myself sitting here, longing to discover the purpose I once had. The purpose I once knew. The purpose, I so desperately need and desire.

Lost in a drunken haze some place between sadness and confusion and anger, I find myself wishing for death, but hoping for life.

I am the sheep that got lost along the path toward salvation and redemption. Be not overcome of evil, but overcome evil with good.

Where do we go from here, when the hill seems so high to climb. Where do we lay the burdon when so much lay on our shoulders. Where do we go when the trail is cold and over grown.

On a solitary path that only I can walk, I continue to search. I continue to seek. I continue to try and find the light in the darkness.

To be the light in the darkness.

To create a beacon that all can see, that all will enjoy, that all will sit near for warmth.