Throughout my life, I’ve always struggled to discover that one thing that makes me tick. That makes my heart beat faster. That fills my soul. That drives me.
I’m the kind of guy who likes a lot of different things and I find myself pretty neutral regarding preferences and stances.
Many times, I’ve found myself asking questions like, “what’s my purpose in life?” Or “what does God want to do with my skills and abilities?”
Have you ever found yourself asking those questions?
I’ve learned that often, daily responsibilities and our life’s purpose have trouble aligning. We can easily get distracted with bringing home the bacon vs. living within our purpose and gifting.
BUT every so often, the blessing of inspiration finds us and reminds us of who we are. Often in the most practical, non-flashy ways.
The other day, God opened up my eyes with one simple transaction.
I was out for a jog and passed by a teenage girl on her phone. I had my headphones on, but I could tell she was crying. I turned down my music to confirm the tears and I was right…she was pretty upset.
The spot where I usually turn around was just ahead, so I told myself that if I passed her heading the other direction again and she was still crying, that I would say something to her.
I was going through different scenarios in my mind, trying to avoid looking like a creeper. Between COVID and a strange dude approaching from behind, it was a set up for awkwardness, but I felt like God was nudging me to check on her, so I did.
I jogged by her on the street to give her some space and noticed that she was still crying, so I slowed down and simply asked if she was okay. I asked her if she needed anything and if I could help in any way. She tearfully looked up from her phone call and declined my offer, but responded with a grateful “thank you.” So I wished her a good day and continued on with my run, praying for God to give her peace.
That’s it! That’s the story. Told you it was simple!
Although nothing dramatic happened and my Superman cape stayed hidden, this experience filled my tank. It just felt right…like I was living within my purpose.
You see, the story that God invited me into that day wasn’t about the end result. It wasn’t about me inflating my own ego. It wasn’t even about me helping that girl. It was about Him reminding me of who I was and what I’m passionate about…loving and helping people.
I LOVE PEOPLE, I LOVE PEOPLE, I LOOOOOOVE PEOPLE! Dang, that feels good to say.
Who knows where my passion for people may lead exactly. Only time will tell.
One thing I do know is this: LIFE IS ONE CONTINUOUS STORY, REMINDING US OF WHO WE ARE AND MORE IMPORTANTLY, OF WHO GOD IS.
What’s God inviting you to discover about yourself? What’s God inviting you to discover about Him?