Do it til your satisfied, whatever it is. Just do it. All night long. Live for today, live for the moment, live for the time of your lives. These are not my words but instead the candid submissions of a sensory pursuit stuck within the depths of recall, reminding me that it is all, About Me. Or is it?

When we fight for America or for righteousness of for our families what is the outcome of these just pursuits? To what are we dedicating this enormous, all in commitment to objective achievement? What really and truly is worth the loss of my life to attain? Is there a hope within your heart of a time when we have achieved or reach that objective, Mission accomplishment, a point from whence Soldiers may depart rejoicing?

Do we hope on financial security, well who can avoid this conclusion and the Truth that it tells of each of us? We want to be okay, we want that the struggle should end that we shouldn’t require our children to invest every moment of their thinking, their greatest ideas and talents to the pursuit of wealth. Isn’t that why we undertake those pursuits that those coming after us shall not have the same struggle and instead determinedly apply themselves the better things of life, pursuant to relieving the pressures, cares and illnesses of mankind? Don’t we do this in hope that our children will somehow spend their time, unfettered by this desperate pursuit of financial freedom to apply themselves the egalitarian betterment of Life for those who have not?

What then has been the truth, the real outcome in our reflection over America’s prosperous arrival? Are our children left to pursue the greater things in life and those who are financially secure suddenly applied to the betterment of man’s future?  Is that how it has played out for the fortunate? No, decidedly no. Certain there are those who have made an individual choice to dedicate their lives, fortunes and sacred honor to a veracious pursuit of well being for all, but for the most part when we reach that moment of financial freedom we simply choose to pursue our own actualization and build a nest egg to the point where it will never erode or depart. We follow our own lustful heart. What then happened to the original quest? Did it change, did the promise of better health and situation for all somehow transform along the path or did our commitment of absolute focus, disregarding the reward’s to self change, revealing that the struggle wasn’t about freedom but a different type of deceptive slavery, the slavery to emotional and sensory fulfillment? If this is what we are left doing when we finally realize the positive delivery of our objectives then this was either the day that was originally sought or we changed in the process of reaching it? Which is it for you? Or for you are you embroiled in the struggling pursuit of that elusive financial freedom?

What do you wager for this achievement? What is given away in exchange for finding this elusive monetary potency? What was offered or surrendered on the altar of your prayers for greenbacks and gold? Was it worth it, or is it worth it now, to see the time with family, the opportunity to grow and change with your children or the chance to simply smell the flowers and wind of life’s brevity? I don’t wish for you sadness at this realization but instead the transformative joy that comes with awareness and awakening to the idol pursuits perhaps implanted in our minds as decoy to the living of life and its truest objectives. That day, should not be realization of spoiled children doing the wrong things with the wealth that you’ve secured because you weren’t there to train them as to its value and demonstrate to them the importance of its charm. That day should be a day of freedom not abrupt realization of the incarceration to which you remain indicted.

So what do we fight for now? If it is not financial freedom what then is worthy of all that I have in its realization? A full belly perhaps? Again temporary as the nightshade we each consume in the pursuit of lust and quest for sensory objective. These are temporary minders and will never fulfill the lasting nature of Spirit Man. Shall we then pursue the opposite of financial freedom, eschewing wealth and self fulfillment in all sensory manner, believing that harsh self treatment and lack of things will somehow provide the gateway to nirvana? Certainly if pursuit of self actualization is a false hope then a full one eighty is prescribed seeking justice in its obverse? Achievement through denial, now that is a worthy thing to be sought by all? So if we all sit there hungry and denying ourselves wealth, objects and the pursuits of happiness then all life’s problems will suddenly go away? And no brigands of bullies will see our weakness and apparent indefensible position and rid us of our misty temporality?

No, the denial of my mortal weakness and hungry belly or desire of a good wife will never achieve those things which ought be held out as objectif extraordinaire. The fact that I am thirsty is merely a language of prompting, telling me that my body requires water, no more no less. The over commitment to his fulfillment is a psychological misunderstanding or over compensation attempt to drown the mind’s parched throat with an outcome that lacks the potential to do so. So we arrive at the middle road of Buddha’s quest, finding in moderation the quest of all mankind, seeking fulfillment neither in excess or denial. But we are left with no greater fulfillment of purpose or an apprehensive hope of a time when our problems shall in fact disappear or at least diminish to the point of tolerance. What then is the objective day hoped upon by the man of moderation, that we perhaps lived a mediocre life for which we shall be collectively remembered?

No, again we have been fooled by the charade of failed thinking. Always within the thinking. What then provides answer to this damaged and dangerous thinking and subsequent pursuit. Are we to simply pursue the pursue calling the opportunity to struggle the objective in its own right? The puzzle is one that chases its own tail perpetually for the answer is not found in this life but the next. This life is driven by the Question, not fulfilled by the answer but the quest. We are seeking our purpose and in that venture we reach the pinnacle of our existence. So, the rarity is found in the variability of our individual programming and answered only in our commitment to that day, whatever it portends for the adventure God has placed in your heart.

That day, the day I pursue is the day when we all meet Him, finding our completion. That day for me in America is the day when we all again realize the blessing of having been protected, provided for and partnered with by Almighty God to make our individual way through the minefields of this life, that we might find some modicum of rest within the struggle each of us entertains. That day for me is a quest upon promise that God told me if I follow the path lain before me readily available and well lit by his intention I will arrive at achievement of His Will for My Lifetime. Therefore pursuing any result whether financial freedom or poverty is asserting lesser ideal to a complex existence. If I become wealthy then I will do it beside my family, certain of their hearts, minds and health. If I am poor then I will find joy in the midst of less, seeking to share when I should be self concerned. For my existence is not pent upon this day but “That Day” of my hopeful apprehension, the day that He has promised, the day beyond my own control and definition, the day of impossibility provided by the Hand of an Impossible God.

What is that day for you? Do you know or has this caused you considerable or continued consternation? Let us go and find out what this means for each of us. I am committed to a nation that loves and respects all enough to allow them to find out what that day means to each of us, and once determined that we voluntarily join in commitment as stewards to the freedoms of that pursuit. I love you and pray God’s Kindness fall upon your heart this morning. May you see all things through His counsel and perspective, in Jesus’ Holy Name I pray.