All things nice and good, all things great and wonderful, but even things that seems unfair, there is a purpose of their existence.
I never requested my life. Neither my parents nor anybody else did. But all have got some place of
existence in our
world we live in.
The agent of dengue, the snakes that bite to death, even the criminals, they also do their part to
complement the existence
of beautiful butterflies, the cobwebs on a misty morning, and the glory
of people who work
for the goodness of others.
I could not even
think of the purpose of my existence. The pious say that God has given us the
gift of life with
only He knows His divine purpose for each of us. Our creator is good and He is
expecting to do the
same.They say that we are the product of God's creation. He gave good life
for us and He is
expecting to give good life back.
Each of us has given empty pages of books for us to be written our daily lives until we filled it up.
Each of us has given empty pages of books for us to be written our daily lives until we filled it up.
Such that day of book
launching, we the writer would only be the one to read between the lines
the times of our
lives.
If we do not know the purpose of our existence, do not be bothered by it, bring purpose with our
existence ourselves,
in God's way!
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