The lectures gave me a deeper understanding of how sophisticated and complex the human body is. The development of a fertilized egg to adult humans, I found just awesome. The unimaginably complex interaction of various organs and control circuits gave me awe of human life. I found it all the more depressing that everything should end so meaninglessly in death. I was moved by the question: Does not this life have a higher purpose?
First, I asked those closest to me, my parents, relatives and school friends. They could not give me an answer. I thought old people needed to know an answer. When I talked to some older people, however, I realized that they were quite self-centered and also not prepared for death. This astonished and frightened me at the same time. I was at a loss.
In desperation, I prayed to a distant, impersonal God, "You must help me find a meaning for my life." Not long after, I met a student who believed in Jesus. She invited me to a gathering of Christians. My first impression of these people was that they had something wonderful that I neither knew nor had. A short time later, I attended another meeting. There I realized that God does not want to be a distant God, but has created us humans as vessels, which he wants to fill with himself. I heard that Jesus had died and risen for me, and how, by believing in Him, I could receive His wonderful life, a life that has overcome death. This seemed too easy and too wonderful. I further realized that the purpose of life is to receive Jesus and know Him as the Living One. As I listened to the words, I prayed inwardly to Jesus that his life should be my life. At that moment, I felt like a drowning man who had just been rescued by a lifebuoy. Inwardly, I felt a great joy and the firm certainty that I had found the answer to the meaning of life.
Susanne Gullans
