Ask any question and most of the time, if not all, when you just give the answer as "God", you're likely to be at least half correct. I remember that being said somewhere before. Scripture clearly put it that...
"He is the image of the invisible God,
the firstborn over all creation.
For by him all things were created:
things in heaven and on earth,
visible and invisible,
whether thrones or powers or rulers or authorities;
all things were created by him and for him.
He is before all things,
and in him all things hold together."
~Colossians 1:15-17
This thought struck me to "align myself with God's vision". His purposes for me. I would truly miss the point of life if I do not come to the realisation that my life is far beyond just for me. Did God intend to have me here on earth just so I can live it meaninglessly? Surely, There is more to life than just all the people and things around me, the here and now, and certainly me, myself and I. Surely, He intends something in His mind, for He is the creator! For that, I must begin with God as the starting point in quest for His vision for me.
"If you look for me wholeheartedly, you will find me. "
~Jeremiah 29:13 (NLT)
and so I seek...
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"Did God intend to have me here on earth just so I can live it meaninglessly? Surely, There is more to life than just all the people and things around me, the here and now, and certainly me, myself and I. Surely, He intends something in His mind, for He is the creator! For that, I must begin with God as the starting point in quest for His vision for me."
In response to what you’ve stated as above, I agree with you that definitely God has a plan for all of us. Not that I agree and it will make a difference, but it is a FACT.
However, as human beings, we tend to look to other things for the meaning of life and missed out the point that the only way to know our purpose and meaning, is to go back to our Potter.
Personally, I have been struggling with this issue in 2007. The normality of everyday. Why do we live in a life that is conform to a set of meaningless standards and system that are set by human beings and have to conform by human beings, even if it means that you will not be happy to be restricted to standard and rules. When we do things out of normality, in search of our true meaning of existence, to discover what God intends for us, even in unconventional way, people might regard it as ‘madness’, ‘illogical’, if it doesn't coincide with they way they view life, if it doesn't match up to their expectations.
But does God restrict Himself as to how we are to discover Him? Definitely not! Does God put in place the views of people around us so that we may conform to them and lead a ‘normal’ life? No way! Conforming to peoples’ views are not what our lives are intended for.
Life is an adventure of discovery. And I’m so excited to be on this adventure. What is sanity? What is madness? When we conform to world’s standards, we may be viewed by others as sane but in fact, that’s not the way it should be. That’s madness to God because we are not restricted to how people view us. That's not what our lives are intended for. Its madness to live and search our meaning of lives in people. When we go all out to discover ourselves and God, leading lives that are daring, honest and living it to the fullest, it may be unconventional by human standards. But that’s actually sanity cus that’s what our lives are intended for. Our life’s purpose is in God, not human beings. To live it to the fullest. Regardless of what others say. As long as we know it is in God we live.
Below is an abstract from a book that I've recently read. Which i find it rather inspiring and hope to share. "Veronika Decides to Die" by Paolo Coelho
“That is why embittered people find heroes and madmen a perennial source of fascination, for they have no fear of life or death. Both heroes and madmen are indifferent to danger and will forge ahead regardless of what other people say. The madman committed suicide, the hero offered himself up to matyrdom in the name of a cause, but both would die, and the embittered would spend many nights and days remarking on the absurdity and the glory of both. It was the only moment when the embittered person had the energy to clamber up his defensive walls and peer over at the world outside, but then his hands and feet would grow tired and he would return to daily life.
The chronically embittered person only noticed his illness once a week, on Sunday afternoons. Then, with no work or routine to relieve the symptoms, he would feel that something was very wrong, since he found the peace of those endless afternoons infernal and felt only a keen sense of constant irritation.
Monday would arrive, however, and the embittered man would immediately forget his symptoms, although he would curse the fact that he never had time to rest and would complain that the weekends always passed far too quickly.”
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