An Ordinary Childhood
I was a shy and quiet child when I grew up. I was not the best nor the worst in almost everything. I lived like most of the kids I knew until….
A Quest for Meaning
When I was a teenager, my life already has its ups and downs. However, I continue to live and do things just as everyone else, going to school, try to get better in my grades. It was during the latter part of my high school years that things began to fall into place. It was also during this period; I began to ask “What is the meaning of life?” Just being good no longer satisfy me, I wanted to know why I have to be good.
Stumbling on the Question
Meaning of life was not an easy question to answer for me. I thought about it, I talked to others, and I read books, still that answer was very evasive. Eventually, I came to the conclusion that in order to find the answer for meaning of life, I have to find our where do I come from.
I studied science and the theory of evolution, which at the time was a very popular theory to explain the existence of human, many accepted it without question nor fully understood it. I, on the other hand, found that it has so many holes in the theory that it required an extraordinary amount of faith to accept it.
The other common alternative to the question was that humans were created by God. I found that equally difficult to accept at the time. How could you prove the existence of God? Even if you could prove it, how could you determine Who He was, there were so many “Gods” in this world.
