Have you ever returned from a conference, a retreat, a vacation, or even home from work and asked yourself what's the point? How much does it matter that I do this thing in life? It's only human to wonder. I'm a glass-half-full kind of girl, but I still think it.
Everyone wants to matter, to know their lives hold meaning and purpose--to believe in their mission.
At work we have to read the company mission statement before every staff meeting. Everyone knows the mantra. Some have even memorized it or at least could repeat half of it or the gist of it when asked--what's our mission?
So--what's your mission?
I know why I'm a Christian, a wife, a mother, a nurse practitioner. But a writer? Isn't my life full enough already people ask, and I secretly wonder. First it comes as a question nagging in my heart, mind, and soul. Then a prayer.
Then comes an answer--because I can, I should, and I want to. Because I can learn to tell His story--to declare it: that salvation belongs to our God who sits on the throne and to the Lamb, Jesus Christ.
That's it. That's my mission. Wherever I am. Who ever I am. That's it.
And how can I keep silent? When I've known His love, tasted the depths of His grace and mercy?
And so I move on. One step at a time, through the open doors in front of me. Holding the hand of my Christ. Knowing only that His great love will be enough for me on this path. And that on that final day, when I stand before His throne, I want to have spent myself for him, spent my talents--all in--double or nothing.
So, what's your mission?
Have you doubted it?
Do you know your mantra?
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