Why?

We are always asking questions about life? The problem is there are so few answers. At least not ones that make any sense to us. We want to know what life is all about. We want to understand. We just get more questions.

Sometimes not knowing spirals into a feeling that we don’t really matter. We do matter. Believe it! Just because we can’t answer the question of why we are here? Just because we feel we have no purpose doesn’t mean we are not meaningful in this world.

There are people who think they have the answers. Sometimes those answers seem right and we grasp them only to see them slip away as we grow and learn.

We don’t need the answers. We have to understand that just letting the questions be is ok. Life is unpredictable and we may not have answers. Sometimes is is hard to live with this reality. We want to know…why am I sick? Why do I have mental illness? Why did the child die? It is hard for us that there aren’t answers. It would be so much easier.

Maybe someday we will know but for today we just need to live each day and know that we are important, we matter and we are meaningful.

Poem: Why?

We ask the question why?

Why are we here?

Where did we come from?

Where are we going?

 

So many question

but no answers

and there won’t be any

 

And yet

we must live in

the uncertain

the unpredictable

 

Meaning escapes us

not knowing

always searching

 

somehow

we need to grasp

the search is enough

the questions

form our lives

 

How we live the

questions

tells us

who we are

 

do you live

into answers

that have no

meaning?

 

or do you

continue to

live the questions?