What’s my purpose?
I think we’ve all asked the same question at least once or twice. Lately, I’ve been asking myself too often to count. “Why am I here? What was I made for? What do you want from my life?” I think about these questions, then shut them out because it hurts my brain too much. Only recently have I started to let that question back in.
Colossians 1:16 states, “All things were created through Him and for Him.” All humankind is made in the image of God. We were created to worship Him and serve Him–but not in the master-servant relationship it is often portrayed to be. That’s the reason God gave us free will–to give us a choice.
Yes, God has a plan. Denying it won’t make it any less true. He has a purpose for our lives. And as much as we search and question and complain and wonder, we can never fully figure out what God has planned. Why? Because we’re not God. Only God is God. But we are God’s children; His followers–not His tools. We were created with care and reason–not bought with curiosity and impulse.
“He creates each of us by Christ Jesus to join Him in the work he does, the good work He has gotten ready for us to do, work we had better be doing.” [Ephesians 2:10, MSG]
A mentor once told me, “I’ve always wondered about life. God created us–He chose us. I’ve always asked Him why he chose to create me in the 21st century, rather than in medieval times, or in the future. There must be a reason–there is a reason. But we’re just not smart enough to know it yet. God knows everything, and that’s why we have to trust Him.
God fills our life with purpose.
God is our ultimate purpose.