I feel so alone sometimes. I feel empty. I keep this life going, but for what? For whom? What value do I have? Is the Good Lord saving me up for something important or has my purpose passed?
My faith tells me I am here for a reason, but sometimes I feel used, like a paper clip shot off a rubber band. Is this all some cosmic joke? I cannot know the answer, of course. The true meaning escapes my feeble mind.
So what is it I seek? What drives me?
I think what I seek is love.
I seek to both give and receive love.