Regarding the purpose of life, some people have formed their own hypothesis. Others admit that they don't know it yet. Still others insist that you can't know it. Or that there is no meaning, period.

Somewhere along the way, our generation has picked up a subtle snobbery: only dimwits and fanatics think they know "the meaning of life." A person of education, of intelligence, of sophistication, does not claim to know "the meaning of life." It just isn't done.

Somehow, we've learned not to take the question "What is the meaning of life?" seriously, at least not in public. Our peers, at least, don't seem to be bothered with that question. They've managed to succeed in academics, in the social scene, in a career path, without ever addressing it.

But try as we might, some of us can't suppress a nagging insistence, an intuition, that there is a purpose to life.

It is for these, the seekers, that we at Generation have written this issue. Because we ourselves were wondering those very things a few years ago. Some of us began to ask what life was all about at age 17, others later. Thank God that our search did not take too long.

There is a purpose to human life, and it encompasses more than probably anyone—your friends, your professors, your parents, your priest or preacher—has ever told you before. This purpose puts mere philosophy to shame, reveals the utter hollowness of religious tradition, and exposes our incredibly shallow human culture for what it really is. If you see the purpose of human life, which is nothing less than the heart's desire of God Himself, it will revolutionize you.

And so, fellow seeker, we welcome you to this issue of Generation.

The Editors