Meaningless

There are tough realizations everywhere you, everywhere I look. Why is it that those who have everything seem to still want more? Why is it that the simplest life in remote areas of Guatemala or Ethiopia are the most fulfilled and yet by our standards so poor? I look at this immense amount of pain and meaninglessness that surrounds my life that I long to reach out to it and help those around me but I dont want to be sucked in. I thought a while ago that I was strong enough all by my own and make a difference with just me. But I need God. I need others. I need prayer and humility. Being just one small part of what God wants to do in the world might seem insignificant but to those who really matter in life its so much more. Its not about isolation into the problem but inclusion of those with a problem. I long to passionately come alongside those in need in my city or even county or state and meet them where they are and just befriend them. And excitedly wait for God to work.