Purpose

Along the many thoughts that cross my mind I always find myself questioning and wondering what my purpose on this cruel world is?

In a world where in a simple blink of an eye you could lose those closest to you and millions of people die I find myself wondering why I am still alive.

There must a reason or I must have some sort of purpose or meaning to my life, I would like to think.

Over the last few months or so while I discovered many things about myself I also found my purpose.

I always questioned God for all the hard roads that I went down to and the many struggles that he put me through, but I wouldn’t be writing this if I wasn’t anything but grateful of the many lessons that came along with all the heartache.

To those who know me you’ll find yourself smiling as you read when I say the same thing you’ve heard me say time after time

“I was born to change the world!”

In the smallest way that it may be but I would like to think that anything is possible and so it is why I share my thoughts, emotions, struggles, and heartaches with you; Because in a world that is filled with billions of people it is very often that we find ourselves feeling so alone. I too have felt alone. I still do sometimes.

So with heart in my sleeve I hope you find comfort in my writing and it changes you in any way. This is my purpose.

I found comfort in books. I’ve always enjoyed reading but I often found myself reading the most when I was going through hard times.

It was while reading beautiful poems, other people’s short stories, and personal writings that I was able to understand and finally realize that I was never alone.

I was able to understand that we go through the many obstacles in life because we must fall and learn to get back up, to be able to face anything that comes our way, and to become the actual person that we were meant to be.

What’s the biggest lesson you’ve learned from your mistakes?

I share this with you because I also have walked along the many dark roads this world has to offer, and I too have been lost and felt purposeless.

There are good days, bad days, and those which are unbearable.

I live for the good days.

So, What is your purpose? What is the meaning of your life? & Why do you live?