Many of us spend an inordinate amount of time trying to find our purpose in life. We ask God, we ask ourselves, we ask others…”What’s my purpose? Why am I here…on this earth? How am I specifically supposed to make a difference, leave a mark, be remembered?”
But for a moment I want to ask you to consider that maybe we are asking the wrong question. As wonderful and well-intentioned as it may be….it may very well be the wrong question.
Let me establish where I am coming from.
I believe there is a God.
I believe I am not it!
I believe in the God of the bible.
I believe that Jesus was the son of God.
I believe that Jesus died to atone for the sins of the world (past, present and future), including mine. I asked for many years why did it have to be that? Why Jesus dying for us? Why God giving up his only son? Why, knowing the plan ahead of time, would God choose for that to be the plan? It hit me one day, in the shower no less, that God chose a sacrifice, of a magnitude, that we as humans could understand. That we on earth know and comprehend that sacrificing your own child is the greatest, largest, most unparalleled sacrifice anyone could make. It had to be that…it had to be that big, that incredible, that unfathomable. No other gesture could be interpreted as so large and great by us.
Made in the image of God, I believe we have been given free will…to choose our life, to choose a path, to choose God. This free will allows an authentic relationship with God…not a forced, or expected, or pre-arranged, but a chosen relationship with God. That we have the freedom to enter into a relationship with Him. That we have the freedom to invest in said relationship. Free will gives us the keys to our own “little kingdom” and then we have the freedom to choose who, and what, inhabits our little world.
I have chosen God. I have chosen to spend my time on him, with him. Because of this personal relationship with God, I have a desire to seek a greater understanding of who he is. As I invest in conversation, time, and efforts with God, he continues to deepen my peace, my strength, and my love. I seek to know his ways, and follow them. I seek to know his will, and then ask for the power to carry that out.
As I pursue this relationship with God…I seek to carry out his purpose. Jesus came to share his love with the world. He modeled for us a way of living that should be adopted in all areas of our life. Ultimately, he came to make a path for you and me to enter into heaven. That his atonement for our sins allows for us to be in God’s company when we pass on. That we are made perfect, cleansed, of our wrongdoing in thought and action, in order to be righteous in the eyes of God. This was the purpose of Jesus. The mission of God.
It seems odd then, that I might be seeking out my own purpose amidst all of this. That the greatest mission of the world has been made available to me…and I have been commissioned by God to participate…yet I still seek out “my purpose” in all of this. It seems I may be a little short-sighted…that I can’t see the forest for the trees in this case. That with the world, and all its people, that I might be looking for an individual answer, not a population answer.
What I realized just a few short months ago is that asking, “God…what is my purpose?”, is the wrong question. Instead I should be asking, “God…what is my part in YOUR purpose?”
God has a divinely appointed part for each of us to play in his purpose…and he has entered into a relationship with each and every one of us to help fulfill that purpose. That all might be saved and know the glories of heaven.
If we keep saying to ourselves and others that we want to make a difference, make an impact, be the change, create a positive shift in the world around us…then I ask you, what greater cause is there than that of Christ himself? There is none greater for me. So in that…instead of seeking my purpose today…I ask God, “What is MY part in YOUR purpose today?” I encourage you to ask him the same.