Does anyone ever really think ….. What is the point?
I often ponder why I was put on this earth and what I am supposed to accomplish. It is a heavy question and a burden.
I know I am supposed to be a good person of faith, love and compassion. But is there more? Was I put on this earth to suffer with my disease of Ulcerative Colitis, addiction, depression and anxiety so I could help and be of service to others? Surely I didn’t go through those things for no reason …. the outcome of those issues is that I am a stronger more compassionate understanding individual. Maybe it is all to help me grow into the person that I am supposed to be. I don’t know.
For awhile I thought my purpose was to be a Mom and it was, but my children are grown and on their own now. Yes, I am still their Mother, but in a different capacity.
Maybe there is no point after all and it is just life and then we die.
But I have to believe there has to be a purpose to this journey here on earth or there wouldn’t be a point to be here and to participate in this life.
I often pray to know God’s will for me and the only thing that I know for sure is that He wants me to be Sober and of Service …. maybe that is the point and the only point and I have to let that be enough, but is it enough?