Life is slipping from my fingertips.

Recently, life has been a lot.
Like, a lot. 
It’s advancing so fast. 
There’s so much stimuli.
I can hardly digest it all.
We’ve become so occupied with doing instead of being.
It feels like a sort of trap. 
Why do we all participate in this rat race?
We have made security a false God.
This leads me to wonder, what should I be doing with my time?
Should I then do what I love? Should I work on securing a future? Should I serve others/God?
Maybe all of these. It’s an eyeball-the-measurements sorta recipe. 
God tell me, what is my purpose and calling?
I shall continue to pray, read the Bible and trust in you during this season of uncertainty.
Lord, it feels like life is slipping from my fingertips.
Maybe that's part of becoming a new creation in you. My old life dies so I can give it to you, Jesus.
You are the only constant there is. You are eternal.