Individual Predicaments

Sitting silently alone, thinking how cruel life can treat you, wanting to do everything possible, looking for an adventure and discovery. Finding only a life with an incurable disease, striking down slowly, painstakingly, steeping in a deep sorrow. A shortened life, going to be left unfulfilled, incomplete, feeling the bitterness creep within. Yet seeing a friend, healthy, hale, vibrant, a wonderfully gentle person with his life however many years ahead of him. Able to do anything, being fulfilled if he wants to, he can complete anything he starts with no worries. And yet, he has been struck down as if by lightening, because God has taken the love of his life to heaven with him. Now able to do anything, finding no purpose in life and is drowning in sorrow and grief. Thinking, God is so cruel, sitting here wondering if He will give one more day, or possibly a year, being able to do nothing, yet wanting to. This friend with every possibility at hand, able to do whatever he wants, just sits and does nothing! Yet here both sit side by side, bitter because of these individual predicaments. Both just wishing for death to take them, for neither one has any desire to pursue a purpose here on earth.