Purpose of Life and my balcony

Photograph of my balcony was shot on Canon with ISO 100 20mm f/10 1/50 Sec HDR +/- 2

Summer of 2013, A beautiful warm midday, probably after some work and some reading, I got into the shower, turned on the warm water. As water was flowing through me, I thought what a beautiful day it is and as usual a thousand thoughts brush through my mind, I asked myself ”What is the Purpose of Life?” I mean seriously what is the purpose of it all, we all run and accumulate and in the end leave it all.(a) As I was thinking on the purpose of life but rather the purpose of it all. God directed my thought towards my balcony.

Sure ! I need to talk about my balcony, I love it, we have this hanging flowers that blossom in summer, it is beautiful to sit there. I have this habit of making myself a cup of hot water mixed with honey and a cup of tea and read Bible every morning in the balcony, listening to the sounds of birds calling, enjoying the sunny breeze, watching bees going around the flowers, appreciating the beauty that shouts out loud, the glory of God (b).

As sit down in the balcony, the flowers are at my eye level, i love them, I take care of them, I water them , I take care of the them, I make sure they have enough soil to grow and they are spaciously placed. When they blossom, I take pleasure in that, when one plant is drying out, I water and take care and make sure it blossoms as well, as these thoughts rushing through the beauty of nature, God asked me ”What is the purpose of the flowers in the balcony? What is the purpose of their existence?”, yea thats a good question to ask, what is the purpose of them if they were a fruits or vegetables, they would at least be useful for eating or cooking, but they are flowers, what is the purpose for their existence, why do I have them in the balcony and spend time caring for them, I answered myself ”because, it gives me pleasure to see them blossom, thats why” and God answered,” Exactly, thats why you are here, it gives me pleasure to see you prosper(c), I take care of you, I take pleasure when you blossom and it grieves when you dry up and I do everything to make you blossom again and I do all this because I love you.”

I answered back ”I understand Father, the purpose of life, is simple, it is for Your pleasure, my life is for Your pleasure and you take pleasure in my prosperity(c). Father I am blessed, to be in your love and I love You, Dad, my life is Yours.”. As I thought/said these, the hairs on the back of my neck stood up, I was soaked in the shower of Love, of which I never need to dry up. Love you Daddy….

(a) Ecclesiastes 2:22-23, 5:15
(b) Psalms 19
(c) Psalms 35:27