The Profound Misery, the Profound Solution

The alarm sounds.  He slowly takes his arm and gently swings it toward the clock.  Snoozed.  The alarm sounds a second time.  This time, he takes his arm and swings it toward the clock.  Slam!  After a few bounces, the clock crashes onto the floor.  He grunts realizing he may need to make another purchase this week.  Rolling out of bed, he rubs his eyes, bends over and quickly inspects the clock.  Still working.  He places it on the end table and stretches like a cat from her awakening.  He slowly walks over to the bathroom and starts to get ready for his day.

His clothes are laid out like a symphony.  Expensive suit, flashy cufflinks and a silk tie are just parts of his persona.  He places his freshly polished shoes on and progresses to the door.  He opens the garage door where his BMW sits, unlocks it and carefully places his briefcase on the passenger seat.  The car starts and his mission has begun.  The day waits his conquering.

He arrives at the tall glass building.  As he enters the security guards says, “Good Morning sir.”  He acknowledges the guard with a quirky smile and nod.  He proceeds to the elevator where many others like him are gathered.  The doors open and the herd crams themselves into the 7×6 space.  Silence.  Nothing but the low sound of voiceless music.  There is no calmness, only the feeling of stress and determination.

The doors open where the herd proceeds to leave.  The cattle have been allowed their space to graze.  Atmospheric stress has begun to rise.  He sits at his 6×6 cubicle and turns on his computer.  It takes forever.  He thinks, “I could bake a cake before this thing boots.”  He checks for voicemail messages.  He turns to his computer again and opens his email.  Full.  Most of the spam, but some of them useful.

He opens email, answers his phone and continues the projects his superiors have placed on him.  More projects are stacked on his “IN” box.  The work continues to pile up.  No matter how much he does, the requirement of more seems unending.  The pile of paper and folders stacked like the Leaning Tower of Pisa.  How will he ever catch up?

Lunchtime comes and goes.  His co-workers tell tales of long ago.  Times that were profitable.  Times that netted double-digit percentages during end of the year reviews.  Then the conversations turn ugly.  Complaints about others.  Gossip about their bosses.  Rumors of grandeur surrounding their future in the company.  He finds no interest in these things.  All he is concerned about is how to get through his day.  How will he complete all that is required of him?

The day continues the same as it started.  The sun quickly becomes a thing of the past.  Everyone around him starts their journey home, but he stays.  His wife calls asking when he will be home.  He estimates a time, tells her he loves her and hangs up.  Continuing where he left off, he completes the only task that is needed for the next morning.  He looks at the clock.  8PM.  Now to travel another 30 minutes to 1 hour, depending on traffic.

This life continues day after day, week after week and year after year.  Soon he realizes that whatever hair he has is grey, his kids grown and he wonders, “Have I made a difference?”  He asks himself, “Is this what life is all about?”  No matter how old he is or will be, the sad face of an unaccomplished, unfulfilling life haunts him.  Had he done better in school.  Had he not taken this job.  Had he taken the other job.  No matter what scenario infiltrates his mind, he cannot shake from the question, “Why am I here?”

Although this story appears to be a sad one, it is the life many of us live today.  We wake up, do our daily work, come home, eat and sleep.  We fill our time with the responsibilities of this life not caring about the future.  We save our money, spend our life and buy things that do not make sense.  Often we buy things that we cannot afford to impress people we don’t care about.  We go into massive amounts of debt to live a life that the media says, “This will satisfy.”  It rarely ever does.  So how can we avoid just living?  There is an answer.

When we become busy with this life, we forget there is another life yet to come.  There are two places that are real.  One is full of life, the other is full of death.  The life we pursue here will determine the next place we go.  If we ignore what is true and right, we automatically say, “I’ll pick the torment”.  However if we ask the Giver of Life for help, we will live the most wonderful of lives.

Jesus is the Giver of Life.  He said, “Before Abraham was, I am.”  This was a reference to creation.  He was there when life began.  He started life.  He was there when Abraham lifted the knife to sacrifice his son.  He was there to protect Isaac.  He was there when the earthquakes happen.  He is there when we get the message that we are sick and will not recover.  He is there when our children are born and He is there when they rebel.  He is there when we do what we should not.  He is there when we do right.  He is there.  No matter where you are or what you are going through, he is there.

Do you want to live a life of joy and peace?  Do you want to love living?  Then start by asking Jesus to come into your life.  Only then will real joy and peace enter.  Will it be easy?  No.  But it will be better.  Only Jesus can take a boring life and turn it into a joyous one.

God Bless and encourage someone today.


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