I
have been thinking a lot about meaning lately, what gives me meaning and how to
live in such a way as to have meaning. I seem to be much more needful of insured
meaning at 60 than I ever was at 20. Honestly
I would prefer to live meaningful as to find ways to have meaning. I can say with certainty that God gives me
ultimate meaning but having confessed to that I will also readily confess that
often I am unsure of how to live meaningfully in that certainty. To be alive and to be living are two
different states of being and I currently seem to feel as if I am only alive
but not exactly living. I also am
increasingly aware that I spend a disproportionate amount of my life urging
others to live which ends up making me alive but not actually living.
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