Meant To Live

"It's hard to live, when you know you were never meant to exist."

I often like to quote people. I get my best ideas from quoting people. So if you're ever quoted on my blog--(I'll keep you anonymous) You should feel pretty honored. Cuz that means you just gave me a really good idea for something.

Anywho's back to the point.

I read this quote off a profile on Facebook. That little white box yunno? The one that says "Write something about yourself". And everyone changes it, but nobody really knows what purpose it serves?

"It's hard to live, when you know you were never meant to exist."

Wow.

Someone who says something like this isn't just saying it. They've thought it through.

I can guarantee that almost half of America thinks this way. I know that if I didn't have a hope of a future because of my awesome God, I would probably feel the same way.
Cuz right now I'm beginning to wonder what I'm here for. Obviously I know my life is for bringing glory to God, but some days I wonder the EXACT REASON why I exist...

I don't know how to approach this person. I mean, most of us know the biblical answer of how God knew us before we were born and He knit us together in our mother's womb (Psalm 139:13)--but sometimes a biblical answer does not suffice for a deep thought like that. [By NO means am I saying that God's Word is NOT powerful to overcome such a thought ( I know it can!) But sometimes it takes some prying when Satan has hardened a heart.]

I think for now I'm going to post some Psalms. I think I need to think on this thought more.

Ps 139:1-18
1 O LORD, you have searched me and you know me.
2 You know when I sit and when I rise; you perceive my thoughts from afar.
3 You discern my going out and my lying down; you are familiar with all my ways.
4 Before a word is on my tongue you know it completely, O LORD.
5 You hem me in-- behind and before; you have laid your hand upon me.
6 Such knowledge is too wonderful for me, too lofty for me to attain.
7 Where can I go from your Spirit? Where can I flee from your presence?
8 If I go up to the heavens, you are there; if I make my bed in the depths, you are there.
9 If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea,
10 even there your hand will guide me, your right hand will hold me fast.
11 If I say, "Surely the darkness will hide me and the light become night around me,"
12 even the darkness will not be dark to you; the night will shine like the day, for darkness is as light to you.
13 For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb.
14 I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well.
15 My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place. When I was woven together in the depths of the earth,
16 your eyes saw my unformed body. All the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be.
17 How precious to me are your thoughts, O God! How vast is the sum of them!
18 Were I to count them, they would outnumber the grains of sand. When I awake, I am still with you.

Wow. All I can even say here, is that a God who thinks that many thoughts about me, (ME!) must really have a reason for my existence. God. He thinks about me. A sinner. I'm not even presentable before a king of this world. But God thinks such intimate thoughts about my life. :)

Ps 138:8
8 The LORD will fulfill [his purpose] for me; your love, O LORD, endures forever-- do not abandon the works of your hands.
(NIV)