I have another diary that only a select few are allowed to read. I was however reminiscing and had gone back to the beginning of that diary and read the first couple of entries as well as the comments left to me. One of the comments left was that I had ‘purpose”.
So I’m thinking about what my purpose is and how did I get to where I am? Only the Lord knows what my true purpose is but for the time being it seems to be wife, mother, grandmother, college student, MOPS coordinator, Women of the Church leader, homeschool mom. As for the how did I get here it has been a long road. Some of it so incredibly painful I seldom talk about it and keep those feelings locked up deep inside of me not to be shared very often at all. Perhaps one day I will share more of them but my journey to where I am but right now it doesn’t seem to be important enough to share with anyone. I think sometimes that since the Lord knows who will choose to live for him that many times our lives purpose comes naturally. To me conflict comes when we fight what the Lord has planned for us. This certainly doesn’t mean that our purpose is easy. I’m learning the hard way that it is not. Nor does it mean that there aren’t challenges that will throw you for a loop and that you won’t be on your knees praying for help and guidance from the Lord. What it does mean is that your life no matter how mundane it seems to you will be filled with “Purpose”. I encourage you to read the “Purpose Filled Life”, I have read most of it but not all and won’t be getting to finish it anytime soon but it did help me realize that the Lord does indeed have a purpose for me and that it changes as time goes by. I won’t always be the mom of little ones needing so much love and guidance. I won’t always be a college student. I know that every thing I have gone through in my life is to prepare me for something greater than I have ever dreamed of. I am at times amazed at where the Lord is leading me and very often ask ‘why?’ and tell HIm most emphatically that I’m so not ready, I need a break, can’t it wait a bit longer?” But God never allows that. So I continue on to whatever my life’s purpose is to be. Very probably that PhD I’m hoping to have one day. The moral of the story? Is your life filled with purpose? Do people think that you have purpose? If not start asking the Lord what your purpose is and how to get there. You wont be sorry.
