I was doing my midnight read, when I remembered this song from my childhood years. I forgot how it starts, but I could still sing the chorus line. It goes like this:
We are the reason why He gave his life,
We are the reason that He suffered and died,
To the world that was lost,
He gave all He could give,
To show us the reason to live.
Forgive me for being melodramatic, but somehow the lyrics brought tears to my eyes. I don’t know exactly if it’s my conscience or as my grandmother would say — the Holy Spirit. But whatever it is, my emotions started acting up.
Why am I here? There should be substantial reason for my existence. Right? And then the answer came to me. I live, because I am loved. Someone sacrificed His life in exchange for mine. That alone, should be enough reason for me to celebrate life to the fullest. And not waste my time whining and asking all the sorts of question.
The answer’s real simple, unfortunately time made it all complicated. Forget about wealth and financial success. God simply wants us to live, love and be happy!