I, too, am Christian.. but I'm not going to rant on like Zeddy.
Basically, we can
never be certain of the meaning of live. Mainly because we're mortals... and we don't have the mind capacity to come up with it ourselves. We're not all-knowing like our friend God.
The only way to really find out is to Kill yourself really. I mean, if there is no meaning and you just die.. then you've found your answer. But if there is a God, you've commited a sin by commiting suicide.. and you go to hell. Can't really win.
I've read/heard that prayer is the answer... I personally need to find this out for myself.. concidering I'm wondering around confused like a chicken with his head cut off at the moment. I don't really want to accept it.. but I'm thinkin' that God actually DID create this world. I mean, it's the most reasonable explanasion philosophically speaking...
I dunno. I'd rather go out and get drunk/stoned/laid every night.. but that's against God's will. And basically... according to the scriptures... since God made us, we have to submit our will to God and follow his will. (So that supposedly, we can go 'back' to live with God with Eternal Happiness.)
I don't really know... It's impossible to
know. That's where faith comes from. Blind. Hopeless. Faith. I hate life...
Oops.. I ranted on like Zeddy. My Bad.
