Written by: Victor P.
“If There’s No Meaning”
Live a moment,
Live a day,
Live a lifetime,
Live for the sake of living.
Fear of death fills you,
Numb yourself to it,
Drown out the voices,
Avoid the silence,
Can’t escape imminent death,
Feel it in your bones,
Overtaken by the thoughts
Of what could be beyond,
Beyond the grave you fear.
If it’s all from nothing to nothing,
Why fear returning to nothing?
If there’s no purpose to life,
Why hold on so tightly to life?
If there’s no final destination,
No soul, no existence beyond this,
Why bother doing what’s called good at all?
What’s beyond the veil of uncertainty?
What’s behind the doors to eternity?
What’s there waiting for us?
If ultimate truth’s not discoverable
Then we’re all living by opinions,
Subjective individual perception
Colors our meaningless existence.
If there’s no God or if He’s dead
Then we’re as good as dead, too.
No rescue from our emptiness,
No rest from all our searching,
No fruits for all our labor here,
Specks in the void of a Godless universe.
What’s keeping us here all these years?
What’s sustaining us moment by moment?
Can randomness or chance give life?
A fanciful notion conceived in imagination.
If we can see beyond the moment,
What will give us the will to go on?
If there’s no God then there’s no point
To all our trying, searching, striving,
For in the end it all amounts to nothing,
The apex of insignificant contributions
By the spawns of chance and time.
Are we searching for more than who we are?
Is there more to life than existing here?
If God’s not giving the meaning, how can we?
If we’re just here to enjoy our time here
Why are so many miserable and empty inside?
If fun and pleasure can’t fill the void
Then surely there is more to life than that.
If God’s not the answer, who or what is?
Our contenment hasn’t come from people or things
So God must be the answer and the source.
If we haven’t found meaning in everything else
Why not look to God for meaning and purpose?
God revealed that He is there and He’s not silent
But maybe we’re to busy clogging our ears
And too busy to listen to what He has to say.
Hectic, busy, rushing, striving, every day,
We just might be willing to to give Him
The scraps of out time and He best be brief
And to the point if He doesn’t want to disappoint,
Whatever He has to say we’ll give a quick listen
And weigh His words against our desires.
If we’re really trying to find out
What this life is all about,
We must give God time to speak,
Give Him our best attention,
Let Him through His Word reveal
What life is about, the meaning and purpose
We’re searching for and want to find and know.
If we’re not willing to listen to Him
Then we can’t say that it’s His fault
That we’re so empty and restless inside.
If we’re not willing to submit to Him
Without condition, without holding back,
Do we think He’ll reward our half-hearted devotion?
We must be willing to die to ourselves,
Die to our selfishness and our pride,
To live unto Him, to live with purpose,
To live for the reason He made us all.
Glory to God Alone.