What's the Point?

The last couple days this question has been popping into my head. What is the point?

It pops into my head at different times. Like, when I'm getting ready to go and I'm curling my hair and putting on make up and I'm thinking, "what is the point of being pretty?" Why am I trying to be pretty, what's the point? What does it get me? What does it get someone else?


Last night at the mall I was looking at the beautiful displays of clothes in Gap's front windows. And I wondered, "what's the point"? What is the point of dressing well and of having trendy outfits? Again I wonder, what will wearing that stuff do for me? I was in Buckle, trying to find a pair of jeans that are actually long enough for me, and the sales girl brought me a pair of pants that cost $110. They fit great. She asked me how I liked them and I told her that I did, but I said, "honestly, I just don't want to pay that much money." She proceeded to tell me how some people just love a good pair of jeans and the money is worth it to them because they love jeans that much. I am not slamming people that spend that kind of money on jeans, but it just made me think, do I want jeans to mean that much to me? What's the point?


The other day I was hanging out with a friend and we were being so goofy. I laughed and laughed and laughed. I even cried a little from laughing so hard. But I left, and I felt a little empty. And I wondered, what's the point?

Now I definitely don't think that I need to be a plain/ugly, poorly dressed, always serious drag of a person, but I do want to think about what I'm doing. I want to know what the point is.

Tonight while I was driving home from church the thought came into my head- "you are trying to make your heaven down here." It clicked. Now that I think about it, maybe that was the Holy Spirit talking to me? I don't know. Regardless, it's true and it is so easy to fall into. I start trying to make this life my heaven. I want it to be comfy, cozy, careless, safe, fun, etc etc etc. I want my heaven here and now. That is not what God put me for. He has told me repeatedly that heaven is coming. And that I must put treasure in that heaven, investing for a later day, and I must live for that day here. I must give up myself while I'm here and I must live to serve.

I want to keep thinking through this and to figure out how to live this out. How to be joyful but not full of empty mirth. How to spend money. How to spend time. How to thirst after God and heaven and not try to make a heaven right here out of the earth. Jesus said that in this world I'd have suffering but I am working so hard to avoid the smallest discomforts...

Will I be bold enough to stop building?