There is great anguish in every heart - the anguish of not knowing oneself, the anguish of not knowing where we are coming from and where we are going to, who we are and what this life is all about. What is the meaning of life? This is our anguish, our agony. Life seems to be so futile, so utterly meaningless, a mechanical repetition. We go on doing the same things again and again - and for what? There seems to be no significance to it all. And man cannot life without experiencing some significance, without feeling that he contributes something meaningful to the world, that he is fulfilling something tremendously significant. Unless one comes to feel this, one remains on fire with anguish. Why do I have faith in god? I have experienced the Divine words cannot describe it..have you?