Why are we here?

Why am I here?

Well, if I owned this piece of land and,
if you could see me standing in this picture,
you might say that I am 'out standing in my field'.

Robert, in a comment on my last post, seems to question whether or not I am THE Anti-Christ.        ""Hi, the anti-Christ here". I never pointed to anyone, you just assumed the title. Anyway shouldn't it be "Hi, an anit-Christ here", the real Anti-Christ will be of Jewish descent evidently."

As far as I know, I'm not Jewish. Gosh, it sounds like Catholics already know who the Anti-Christ is!

Okay, so I'm not here to be the Anti-Christ. Should I be a famous violinist? Robert goes on to say,    "Hey big bro shouldn't playing in Wellington's best all brother band in a major historical video production count as a 'gig'?"

I think he's building things up a bit bigger than they really are there.

No, it appears my mission on Earth is for another reason.

Shelley, my lovely wife, wears earrings and jewelry. I don't wear these things myself. Shelley loses an earring quite often and gets upset when this happens. 

I am the guy who finds these lost earrings (and jewelry, when necessary).

I AM THE FINDER!

THE FINDER!

"Don't worry dear, I'll find it. Now let me think..."

Yesterday she lost another earring.

She searched around near our bed, looked between her books, checked under her pillows. I moved the bed and looked across the floor. Nothing. Would this be the first time I couldn't find a missing earring? Was my claim to fame on the line? I knew that it had to be somewhere.

This morning, after a shower, I collected my clothes from a chair near the table in our living room.* 

THERE IT WAS!!!

Our table has a cloth over it that hangs over the two furthest edges of the table.

There it was, hanging from one edge of the tablecloth near where Shelley often sits! 

I had found it.

Why did I find it?

Because I am THE FINDER.

It's good to know that I am here for a purpose. A purpose bigger than playing in some silly brothers' band. A purpose bigger than being the Anti-Christ.

I find jewelry when it becomes lost.

For women I am like a god.

I am The Finder.

* It's okay, I was wearing underwear.