But here’s the thing: it matters to me that my job actually is meaningful. It matters to me that the joy I feel being with my family reflects a deeper truth about existence. I’d rather feel purposeless in my job and know it is purposeful than feel purposeful and know it is really purposeless. If I am not my own but belong to Christ, then the meaning I experience in life has an objective existence when it rightly reflects the truth about God and creation and my neighbor.
