It’s a topic that came up in church service last Sunday and I’ve been sitting with it ever since.
Do you know your purpose?
I don’t believe I ever lived with purpose until I started going to church and working on a relationship with God. I never questioned it. Maybe it’s something that comes with age. “What am I here for? What is my purpose in life?”
I look back on my life, and see that there had to be a bigger picture.
I look at my career as a radio announcer, and still sometimes wonder “How in the world did I get HERE?”
I’m super shy – or at least I always was. My dad said my nickname as a kid was “Olly Ostrich” because I would always duck my head and hide from everybody.
It’s when you look back, you start to think, “Maybe there really is something to this. Maybe I didn’t accidentally end up here. Maybe it’s been God’s plan all along.”
We learn in church, that we all have a reason, a purpose, for being here. Each one of us has our own unique talents.
I look back on my life, and see at least three times when I could have lost my life.
The first time – I was a kid who snuck her way to the community swimming pool, against her mother’s wishes, and nearly drowned. I remember it vividly to this day. Fighting to get out of that water.
The second time – when my family was killed. My mom, brother and sister went into “town” for food and a movie. I went upstairs to grab my money, and when I came back down they were gone. I could have/ should have been in that car.
And a third time, I fell asleep driving home after a late night out of town. I thought I could get by on a few hours sleep. I realize now, just how easily it can happen. I woke up to the car spinning. And I remember vividly, it felt like someone reached down, like a kid with a toy car, and stopped it.
Until recently, I had not given much thought to those incidents.
Maybe, it’s because I am here for a reason and I still have a job to do.
I’d like to think, what I’m doing, is not just a coincidence. That I am doing exactly what I’m meant to do.
I hope so.