Hold the Door

We all have a reason for being, a reason that we were placed on this earth for, a purpose. But we don’t know what that is, we look for it in our life, seek the clues that might lead us to it. So we look for it, seek it, we say we are trying to find ourselves, find our reason for being, the reason that we exist for, why we have been given life on this earth, and why we are asked to live it, go through its ups and downs, through the hardship that is life, and all the time thinking while we are here what is the purpose of our being? what are we here for? what are we meant to achieve? Is it something so great that it will change the course of history? or invent a machine that will change the way we live? or come up with a medicine that will stop all sickness? or some other thing on a similar scale. What if i told you that the reality of the matter is much simpler than that, that we can’t all be Einstein or Hitler or Newton. What if i told you that 42 has nothing to do with it, or any other number for that matter. No. What if i told you that your sole reason for being in this life with all it’s suffering and all it's troubles and anguish and pain is just to simply “Hold the Door”. Now wouldn’t that be grand