By Kenneth Justice
~ My life has been hectic lately. Between finishing up my graduate degree, my daily vocational job, family commitments, and all the other ins-and-outs of day-to-day life, I’ve also signed onto a massive project that REALLY excites me.
Last year I received a LOT of comments and emails from readers. During especially busy months I would receive as many as 250 comments & emails a day. What struck me the most was the common thread that wove so many of you wrote about (no, I’m not talking about all the people that wrote me saying “YOU SUCK KENNETH!!!”); an amazingly high percentage of people would write to me talking about wanting more purpose to their life.
Of course, I shouldn’t be surprised that people would write about “purpose”, “fulfillment”, and “meaning” since those themes are front and central in much of my writing. I guess more than anything I was surprised that so many people identified with those themes in their own lives and it’s nice to know that I’m not the only person out there with a hunger within my soul for significance.
At coffee yesterday I sat with a gentleman who was lamenting to me the sorry state of his life, “Kenneth, my life has fallen apart so much, it takes all my energy just to get out of bed anymore. I want to do something more with my life, but I simply don’t know how or what to do” he said
Of course, not every one of us needs to be the next Albert Einstein or Marylyn Monroe, but the hunger for significance is definitely an element of life that each of us grapples with at some time or another.
How do you deal with finding significance for your life?
One of the things I think about a lot is whether or not each of us should do something great for humanity?
—-) Should we care about feeding the poor?
—-) Should we care about orphans around the world?
—-) Should we care about shut-ins and the elderly who are all alone?
—-) Should we care about single mothers who are struggling to pay their rent?
—-) Should we care about children who have no positive role models in their life?
The list of questions that I ponder is endless, and I don’t always have an answer to whether or not each of us should care about these things and whether or not we should DO something about these things.
A fellow blogger sent me a movie that she and her husband made about the problem of prostitution in Brazil, I’m still in the midst of watching it (I’m terrible at finishing movies all the way through because I’m so damn busy all the time) but what I’ve watched of it so far strikes me as significant; I’m impressed with people who are doing something with their life to make the world a better place.
Is it crazy that I think about these things all the time? Sometimes I wonder if I’m an oddball. Perhaps I should just turn on the football game and give up my constant meandering into thoughts of significance.
Then again, perhaps it is good that I think about these things.
Either way, at the moment I’m going to finish my cup of coffee,
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