Me: God, why is self harm such a big part of our society today?

God: I don't think that's a question for me, but for you guys. I did not create it.

Me: True.

God: Besides, self harm has been taking place since the fall of man.

Me: But blades and stuff weren't invented yet, were they?

God: Abby, there are more forms of self harm than just cutting. Think deeper.

Me: Well, if they go any deeper, they're going to slit a vein and cause serious bleeding and infection...

God: Not literally deeper! Abby, I mean inside — inside your head.

Me: Oh. Ha. Ha.

God: This is no laughing matter, though. This is possibly the most dangerous kind of self harm to ever exist. It is underestimating one's abilities, labeling one's life as worthless, and assuming that no one, not even myself, loves them. THAT is what harms the most.

Me: Wow...

God: But do you want to know what HEALS the most?

Me: Of course! ...What?

God: Knowing one's purpose.

Me: Well, God, what is my purpose?

God: To share love, joy, and peace with others around you. And, my dear, you are doing a fabulous job of it!

Me: Well, thanks! I guess I didn't even realize it until just now.

God: Yes! Well, you actually have one last piece in that purpose, one that isn't quite yet being completed.

Me: Oh. Woops. ...What is it?

God: Helping others find their OWN purpose.

Me: That sounds difficult. How do I know—

God: Let the Holy Spirit I have placed inside of you lead you. Let go of the steering wheel and hold on tight to your seat because this Spirit has a tendency to speed.

Me: I've noticed.