And then, some of us stumbled on people. Some of us lost
ourselves there.

But, what if every single stumble, every challenge, every
experience in our life was only intended for one purpose:
to bring us back to our origin? What if every win, every
loss, every beauty, every fall, every cruelty, and every
smile was only intended to unveil another barrier between
us and God? Between us and where we began, and where
we are desperately seeking to return?

What if everything was only about seeing Him?

We must know that all that we experience in life has a
purpose. And it is we who choose whether to realize that
purpose or not. Take for example, beauty. Some people
don’t even recognize beauty when it’s right in front of
them. They can walk through a sunset or a brilliant forest
of orange trees, and not even notice.

Other people see beauty and do appreciate it. They will
stop and take it in. They may even feel overwhelmed by it.
But it ends there. That person is like the one who
appreciates art, but never inquires about the artist. The
artwork itself was intended to communicate a message
from the artist; but if the art lover loses himself in the
painting—but never sees the message, that artwork hasn’t
fulfilled its true purpose.