This year I consumed a lot of new knowledge. I asked questions, read books, listened to books, created action steps, did social test, and solved a lot of little problems. Yet, I still feel like I didn’t get much done. I didn’t blog much or start any new projects. I guess this year was a lot of-sewing.
As I wrap up the year and organize my life as well as my files, I wonder how I can be a larger influence to those I come in contact with. You know those people that say one sentence to you and it transforms your life? Well, I want everything I do to have that impact. My videos, my blog, and my interaction with family and friends. I want my good intentions to become real actions.
Yesterday Gus and I went to the exhibit BODIES. I’ve always seen the posters when I would travel, finally I had a day off to check it out. It seemed interesting but I had no idea what I was in for. As I looked into the eyes of the person who once existed, I couldn’t help but wonder who they where when life was in them. From an artist point of view, it was hard to view bodies detached from the person it belonged to. I saw the brain and the nervous system still connected which still made the human body form. I realized just how much our brains effects our whole being. The heart was displayed all alone in a corner. Who’s heart did this belong to? What did they love?
I pictured a movie of these people lives and a mad scientist taking them a part. I could see the final shot of a close up on their eyes pulling out and reveling their body with no skin and tourist walking around them in a museum. And there I was in the shot. I started to wondering what will my end be?
Oh the deep thought of humanity. What is the purpose of it all? If I had the answer I’d be rich.
As a person who loves finding answers to questions, what if the answer was as simple as love. Every scientist I’m sure would disagree. But the more I learn about astronomy and human psychology, I can’t help but feel loved by the Creator. The more I seek Him, and the more I help others, I feel like a bee who’s existence is necessary. I have a purpose, my existence matters. I know those who study the human body sees us as parts working or not working, but we will always be more than that. It’s up to us to live intentional and with purpose. How the story ends doesn’t stop at our death but it is the start of a new beginning. Maybe the answer of our purpose won’t be found here on earth but in heaven.
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