Situation 1: Driving home down a crunchy fall road. Windows are down and the air whips past as a line of cars is driving on their way to wherever. It’s a back-road that used to be so peaceful, but now feels rushed. A thought comes to mind. I try to release it with the breeze, but it stays. We all seem to be going so fast, but where are we going? It’s interesting how at home I still feel the need to be home, as if where I am is not the final destination. So where is the final destination?

Situation 2: An airplane is ringing above, the wind is shaking the pages of my book, and the sun is sinking lower into the purple sky. A new thought comes to mind. I breathe in and out, trying to let the thought sink away with the sun, but it stays. We all seem to be so sure of ourselves, but what if we are all wrong? Science seems to be so absolute, but whenever I try to picture a world that hasn’t been created by a loving God, I feel as if I had betrayed the truth that is in my heart. Have we all betrayed ourselves?

These questions keep the world spinning. They are the challenges in our minds that keep us alive. They are the thoughts that wake us up in the morning and sing us to sleep. Is it okay to be questioning who we are, where we come from, and what our purpose is? Logically, anyone would say the answer is yes. So, why then is it so strange to discuss these things with the people we love the most? What could be more important than trying to pinpoint where we came from and why?

At the end of these thoughts, we receive a breakthrough.

The crisp breeze

The warming consistency of sunlight

The green and dewy grasses that line busy streets

These things make up the world, but not who we are.

They speak about the God that created us.

At night when the thoughts have been sorted out and organized, I come to a realization.

We are the combination of all our days. What we see, what we say, how we move within our hearts before our feet hit the ground, and all of that is beautiful.