I often wonder
about the meaning of life
Especially this
earthly part of eternal life
It seems like a
bumpy detour on the road
Filled with
potholes, debris, and many obstacles
So often I wonder
about the meaning of
These short years
in the flesh here on earth.
Being human in
this body of flesh and bones is difficult
My movements are
constricted and restricted
I can walk but I
can not fly or soar in the heavens
I am out of my
element, a sojourner in a strange land
I am away from my
home where I feel safe and secure
What I used to
know clearly is now a shadow of memory.
If I am here there
must be a reason, a purpose to my being
My Creator is not
frivolous in His thoughts or actions
He sent others on
this journey and in that I find comfort
I am a stranger in
a strange land but I am not alone
At one point in
time He even descended and walked this earth
For a short time
He restricted Himself to these flesh and bones.
He wandered as I
wander; He suffered as I suffer
He yearned for
home as I yearn for home; He wept as I wept
He walked as I
walk but with one important difference
He knew why He was
here; He knew the meaning of this life
This earthly part
of eternal life. He knew and He told me
to trust
In time all will
be revealed; in time I will know; in time…in His time.
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