A Thousand Purposes

Glancing out the window

of the bus into the empty sky,

my mind returns to the same

question that has been revisiting

me for months.

That is, what is the purpose

of life? Every human asks

themselves this question at

at least one point in their life.

This is where we are wrong.

We are wrong because we

are asking the wrong question.

Everyone has different reasons

for living. Either way, nobody

knows but God.

Furthermore, this is an

incorrect question because

you do not have just one

purpose, but many.

Do not waste the present

time trying to figure out

that one thing you are

suppose to do. Do not

waste time trying to focus

on a certain task, career

or relationship.

Your purpose is to

give a smile to the

stranger that goes to

a broken home.

Your purpose is to

hold tight to that dear

friend as their eyes flood

with tears.

Your purpose is to

pick up that trash that

people have neglected

for weeks, leaving it to the

custodians.

You do not just have one

purpose in life, but

a thousand.