Dying Without Purpose By Darrian Francel

Walking down Grand River I notice the heading of a newspaper reading:
Student Commits Suicide and I shook my head
wondering what led this young man to take his life
Was it desperation for a wife or loss in finding separation between his strife?
I don’t know.
Because he could not handle his life’s grief
he decided to make his life brief making himself his own thief
Because he isn’t the Giver of life
It’s really a guarantee that he didn’t know his purpose
Which you can’t find using man made maps or because you received man made claps
He had a lot of accomplishments, though applause is not what births your cause
As I look at the beautiful flowers sitting on the living room table there would be no life
no blossom, no vivid colors for them, if it wasn’t for the water drenching the roots
See it’s God who has to drench our roots and our pursuits
so that our fruit won’t display itself as a rotten apple
I know if this guy would have scheduled an appointment with Christ the Anointed
he would have not been disappointed in finding out that Jesus died thathe may live life in
abundance, in contentment, And not in resentment of what he thought he was worth
A future musician, or physician, a father or husband?
This guy’s purpose was tailor made but he went and purchased the wrong suit
He tried to make it fit. he tried to make it work, but he ended his search
Without consulting the One Who knew the reason behind his birth
His purpose - the enemy succeeded to hide, that’s why this young man committed suicide
The devil lied because there’s no truth in him, but the Truth is alive and well
Yes, the Truth is Jesus and He’s broken the spell, so that all might not be destined for hell
Purpose only exists through Jesus Christ; without Him you just have life

© By Darrian Francel