I'm happy with my life. I have a wonderful marriage, Christ fulfills all my spiritual needs, I have a well-paying job, and I have a good education. So, what remains?
Apparently, a lot. I want to honor God more. While that is seemingly a desirable goal, it feels pointless at times.
I want my marriage to be ever-better. While a good goal in itself, it is again endless.
I want to learn more, but I will never know everything. If I wanted to know everything there was to know about even the word "chair," I could try but never finish.
So if all I can do is try, is it pointless? If I can start but never finish, what is the purpose?
I suppose the purpose is the journey. Life never ends. The journey continues. It's not pointless, just endless. It is all God-honoring.
So, I keep trying, learning, growing, improving, never finishing, but never stopping.
Maybe I've been reading too much Ecclesiastes.
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