Life...

...is bizarre. It's being on a mountaintop. It's a train wreck. It's fraught with hidden meaning. It's lacking purpose. Life is about so many things to so many people. The things that ruin one person's day have no bearing on the day of another person. We are so easily swayed. We are elated and deflated by endeavors that, one week later, matter not one bit to us. Sometimes life seems like one great big hormonal imbalance. In fact, that pretty much describes us humans, doesn't it? We rejoice one day because we "feel good" or things went our way. The next day we scowl because some unknown stimulus has angered us or nothing went our way. My goodness, such fluctuations at times seem to dominate our lives!

Please tell me there's more to our lives than us! What a difficult, high-stress way to go through this strange journey called life. It appears there actually is some sort of peace that's out there. I've met folks throughout my days that possess it. They can't be thrown off-course. Their peace is an anchor--not one that weighs them down, but one that stabilizes their lives. Oh sure, they deal with crap. Trials and ordeals come their way to varying degrees. But their lives seem focused...purposeful. Few seem to find that, however. Perhaps that's the narrow gate...