When did you first become conscious of your own existence? Was it when you were thrust pass the pelvic bones of your mother and wisked away into the hands of unknown doctors and nurses? Who were these people? Why were they taking you away from the only thing that was contant in your life? Or was it simply temporary? All the while, you had no choice but to submit to the poking and prodding they did to ensure you were doing good since the separation from your mother. Is this how slaves felt?
Or was it when you tasted food for the first time? What are these things called senses that are allowing you to taste, feel, see, hear and smell? Do these senses define you as a human? If you were made in the image of God, are you a God? Who told you that you were a human? What if they told you that you were a fish? Would you act like a fish? Who has defined you? Who told you what to believe? Where did you come from? Where are you going?
Before the foundation of the world, you were. You were there with God and God has always been there with you. Does breathing prove you exist? Does feeling emotions prove you are human? Do animals feel emotions too? Your existence, your awareness of self; when did this all begin? Was it in the arms of God has he held you close to his heart. Was it when he felt your pulse. He felt your chest expand as he breathed life into your lungs. Who is this God? Why does he love you so much?
Did your exsistence occur when you passed from childhood into a mature adult? Who was there to hold your hand throughout the years? Your existence, your beginning and and your end have all been uniquely planned out by the one who loves you beyond the universe. Your existence didn’t begin with the constant pushing from your mother. But rather, your existence began with him. Your existence is for him. Your existence will always be because you were created for him, by him. But in order to truly live you have to know what living really means.
Breathe in and out. Feel him. Exist with a purpose.