The Meaning of Life

I’ve been wondering what this life is about?
And where I fit in? I can’t figure it out.
Do I have purpose?
Do I have value?
What I believe is overwhelmed with doubt.

‘Cause I can’t tell the truth from the lie.
Facts are twisted just to get me to buy.
Is that my purpose?
Is that my value?
What I’m hearing doesn’t seem right.

I was walking down the street one day.
I saw a sign that said, “Jesus is the way.
Do you want purpose?
Do you know you’re valued?
Come as you are and find amazing grace.”

Can this be true? Could this be real?
Could I learn to trust beyond what I feel?
Could I have purpose?
Could I have value?
I heard a voice say, “Let’s make a deal.”

“You give Me every worry and every pain.
You give Me all the scars and all the stains.
Do you see My hands?
Do you see My feet?
They’re proof you have everything to gain.”

“The years of darkness can give way to light.
The past can die, you can have new life.
You can have purpose.
You can have value.
I proved this on the cross by My sacrifice.”

“Well My child, do you want this deal?
If you believe in Me, you’ll know I’m real.
I’ll show your purpose.
I’ll show your value.
I’ll take the wounds and help you heal.”

In His Words, I had found real hope.
There is a God, and I now can know.
I have purpose.
I have value.
It’s His love for me to give and show.