What if we could see the meaning in it all?
The good times; the tough times; the happiness; the sadness; the pointlessness; the obvious; the passion; the depression; when emotions rule supreme; when exhaustion declares mental Martial Law.
I am fascinated by the notion of how the smallest event can subtly shift the course of a life; shaping and defining character, providing directions to specific invaluable individuals, transmit guidance to a particular time and place.
As I continue my job search, I recognize, not only would I have been taken down a specific life path had I been offered and accepted any of the positions I have thus far interviewed for, but even though I feel a lack of progression (sitting around looking for work, playing MLB The Show on Play Station, watching TV, wearing the same clothes pretty much every day all week) there are small events that are taking place that are changing my view of the world (maybe i'm supposed to be a little more cynical?).
I like to think that there is a force orchestrating these plans for mankind. So until science can definitively prove that we are all walking, talking accidents, or until Jesus falls out of the sky to preach His sermons, or anything in-between, I choose to believe in a meaningful, thought-out life... Follow my blog for the next 30 years or so to see how it plays out.
PS I bet you thought this post would be more patriotic coming from me the day before the 4th... Gotcha!
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