All posts tagged: purpose

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For the Days Social Media Makes You Think You Can’t Soar at Home

I sat down to enjoy a moment to myself. Minutes later, I found myself scrolling through photo after photo on Instagram. There were beach sunsets and cityscapes I’d never seen in real life. People embracing others from different cultures, with feet deep in their far-off homelands. Scenes from a life of globe-trotting. I admit I got lost in it all, questioning my calling and wondering whether I could have been a globe-trotter…whether things would have been different if I made some different decisions. But with one blink, I found my way out of that cloud of doubt. Words came to mind, similar to those Job spoke to the Lord when he confessed his lack of knowledge and to uttering things he didn’t understand, before repenting. “I know that you can do all things, and that no purpose of yours can be thwarted,” he said. In an instant, I remembered that my life shouldn’t be full of desire for what someone else has, much less how well a filtered photo makes their life appear. I remembered that …

On Changes And The Year That Was 2014

The phone rang, ushering me out of a deep sleep. I glanced at the clock nearby and noticed it was close to two-thirty in the morning. I saw my grandmother’s name on the caller ID. I immediately whispered “no” repeatedly. Then I gained enough composure to answer the call and say “hello”. That’s when she uttered the words that made me burst into tears. “Your grandfather’s gone.” That was back in November. I don’t remember much after those first words, just how strong she sounded despite getting news less than an hour earlier herself. I, on the other hand, think I became weak. I found myself on a roller coaster of crying fits and moments of peace that I can only say were given to me by God. And as in any case when someone close to you dies, I thought about whether there was anything I would have done, should have done or could have done. But this time, I also thought about how life can change in an instant, and wondered if I had lived …

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One Word For 2014

Out of a quiet, soft sleep I can hear small whimpers coming from the next room. Soon that quiet whimper works it’s way into a full on wail. I kick my feet, wrestling my way out of my warm bed to feel the cool air wrap itself around my arms. It jerks me. And I chase the sound. The wailing subsides as a set of small, wondrous eyes lock onto me, her mother. And I see a smile. I take her in my arms to nurse her. Several minutes later, I watch as she lies waywardly across my lap. Her small but strong body was limp from the overwhelming state of contentment. Not a care in the world. Seeing my daughter content in the quietness of slumber always gives me joy. But at times, it gives way to this uneasiness at the core of me. I worry about whether I can truly do a good job being a full-time mother and CEO of my household. And I worry about whether I can make the most …

Sunday Song: Called To Carry

I have traveled many moonless nights Cold and weary, with a babe inside And I wonder what I’ve done Holy Father, you have come And chosen me now To carry your son I am waiting in a silent prayer I am frightened by the load I bear In a world as cold as stone, Must I walk this path alone? Be with me now Be with me now (From “Breath of Heaven” as sung by Amy Grant) In the week leading up to Christmas, I am thinking about what happens when God chooses you to do something great. I believe we all have a purpose, and are called to do something even though we may not know what it is or why Mary was called to be Jesus’ mother. She was a young virgin…someone who appeared to be an unlikely candidate for such a calling. But at the same time, she was the perfect candidate. God saw in her what those around her could not see. They could only see an unmarried woman. But He …