At Christmas, 'It's a Wonderful Life' makes me cry in exactly the same places every time, even though I know it's coming.
I think essentially the meaning of life is probably the journey and not really any one thing or an outcome or a result.
I couldn't get that same feeling during the day, with my hands in dirty dish water and the hard sun showing up the dirtiness on the roof tops. And after a time, even at night, the feeling of God didn't last.

