Existential Meaning in Suffering
I have to wonder if the meaning of life is actually found through suffering. Happiness is not the fulfillment of all wants and desires, but it is the pursuit of those wants and desires, and not the attainment.
We suffer not for suffering sake, but knowing that our suffering is for something. It's worth something. For many, religion has been that "something." And for those who are part of the nihilistic camp, maybe this is why they toy with the question, "there is no meaning, and I should kill myself."
Honestly, what I see is not that god and religion is the reason I suffer another day, but it is the pursuit of happiness for myself, and for those that I love. I see god in the space between existence and non-existence. In the infinite zoom of the iterative lives that we live.
I suffer another day because it is such a great miracle that I am here, against all odds. And there will never be another existence quite like the one I am living now.