Maybe.  Maybe, I could accumulate a whole bunch of stuff, gold, silver, cash and property, then I would be at peace.  Perhaps, I could indulge my sin, my wildest imagination let loose to pursue its own desire, this would most certainly bring a sense of completion to my wanton heart.  Maybe, I could ignore the world and find some desolate or hidden grotto in which to encapsulate, this would stop the pestering of worldly wants, emotions, taxes and temperament.  Perchance, I could gather up favor, power, authority and position, such that no one would dare question my pursuits, this would give me control, influence, lasting peace, through which no opinion could venture.  Maybe, I could find my soul mate and lose myself in her eyes, dreaming, protected, safe in the essence of her magical and endearing love.  Paris really looks perfect on a post card doesn’t it, and in the daydream guide book there is nothing but free stuff, smiling people and streets without the homeless.  Why can’t I sell myself the elixir of delusion and forgetfulness?  Why must I see things for what they are and what they might be, rather than just carving out tapestry of my own fairyland wanderings, musings and mysteries?  You see we all know the truth, yet even now my nation is lost in the collective delusions regarding each of these fantasies.  People have bought the lie that somehow a position, power, wealth or romance will fill that empty space in each of us that was reserved for our God intended purpose and relationship with our Creator.

I have traveled each of these roads and found as reward, dust or despair.  It is a sad reality that one may not be filled by the accumulation or realization of our own desires, but it is what gives this life that robust quality beyond mere existence.  This is not all that we get, that idea is freeing to some and confounding to others.  For many of us cannot see beyond the horizon through faith to an eternal promise beyond self actualization.  If I were my own God then this life and its resultant fulfillment or despair would depend entirely upon the limits of my capacity, birth right and chance.  If you inspect it from a distance you see that the ethical relativist pursuits actually commit us to a complete loss of control, leaving all to luck and effort.  Yes, I may see abundance, yes I will work to achieve great things utilizing each of my God given talents, but I know that the outcomes are from God.  Look at those who have been deemed the most successful throughout the ages and the greatest of these were always those that chose to serve others eschewing self.  For we were not designed for self fulfillment, although that is built into our componentry as a characteristic, we were meant for God’s Good Purpose.  Without it we are left to minor fulfillment, successes and settling for less than our best.

Seek God and His Purpose for your existence.  In this relationship is the only fulfillment for this mortal life and the only access to eternal life.  Chase daydreams if you must but understand that none of these will ever fill that emptiness within your God designed spirit.  Praise God for His loving kindness, mercy and wisdom.  Jesus my God.