It is in our very nature, as human beings, to have desires. We yearn for so many things, it is impossible to list down all the possible wants of mankind. Generally, we yearn for and we aspire towards perfection and beauty, we love the notion of eternity, we want to experience eternal bliss, and to be in a state of tranquility, free of internal turbulence and worries. We want good things to last forever and we want to be free of hardships.
These desires, I believe, are inherent within us. Look at how we naturally gravitate towards things or people which/who we think can fulfill these desires. Indeed sometimes, we are lucky to have found the providers for our wants and needs, but sometimes, it is either we are never completely satisfied, or we are always wanting more and something better, or we never learnt how to appreciate with what we have. We are always on this slippery slope where we either fall into the pits of disappointments or we struggle to trek on this uphill slope to fulfill these desires. No matter how trying it is, we still strive towards these wants and needs and desires. There is this inner fuel which drives us forward each time. And that is hope.
The impetus of life, I believe, is hope. We keep on going, we keep on moving because it is in our very nature that we have hope. When we utter the word hope, and it is understood that it is used in the future tense. The essence of the word hope itself conveys optimism and the notion of being forward looking. But what are we looking forward to?
If we are looking for perfection, we certainly cannot achieve this here. Everything here is meant to be relative. Everything is a passing thing. We cannot be in a state of joy forever. We cannot live forever, we eventually die, and we lose our loved ones. As quoted from Life of Pi, "The whole of life, becomes an act of letting go". Yet, firing deep inside us, are these desires that we still have. We are still hoping for them. It is in our nature. Don't we think that then, perhaps, we're not made for this world?
Is there some kind of refuge and a place of salvation that can provide us these things that are eternal?
I was triggered by Jason Mraz's '93 Million Miles' to write this entry and I was inspired by the song with its main theme of 'home'. I was thinking a lot about the whole concept of 'home'.
Shouldn't our home be one which is in line with the very fundamental nature of our being? With its need for perfection and its need for the enduring eternity?
Our mission in this life, whilst striving for whatever aspirations we may have here; is to be in the constant quest for our home, our real Home.
These desires, I believe, are inherent within us. Look at how we naturally gravitate towards things or people which/who we think can fulfill these desires. Indeed sometimes, we are lucky to have found the providers for our wants and needs, but sometimes, it is either we are never completely satisfied, or we are always wanting more and something better, or we never learnt how to appreciate with what we have. We are always on this slippery slope where we either fall into the pits of disappointments or we struggle to trek on this uphill slope to fulfill these desires. No matter how trying it is, we still strive towards these wants and needs and desires. There is this inner fuel which drives us forward each time. And that is hope.
The impetus of life, I believe, is hope. We keep on going, we keep on moving because it is in our very nature that we have hope. When we utter the word hope, and it is understood that it is used in the future tense. The essence of the word hope itself conveys optimism and the notion of being forward looking. But what are we looking forward to?
If we are looking for perfection, we certainly cannot achieve this here. Everything here is meant to be relative. Everything is a passing thing. We cannot be in a state of joy forever. We cannot live forever, we eventually die, and we lose our loved ones. As quoted from Life of Pi, "The whole of life, becomes an act of letting go". Yet, firing deep inside us, are these desires that we still have. We are still hoping for them. It is in our nature. Don't we think that then, perhaps, we're not made for this world?
Is there some kind of refuge and a place of salvation that can provide us these things that are eternal?
I was triggered by Jason Mraz's '93 Million Miles' to write this entry and I was inspired by the song with its main theme of 'home'. I was thinking a lot about the whole concept of 'home'.
Shouldn't our home be one which is in line with the very fundamental nature of our being? With its need for perfection and its need for the enduring eternity?
Our mission in this life, whilst striving for whatever aspirations we may have here; is to be in the constant quest for our home, our real Home.
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