Sometimes I’m frustrated that I’m not doing what I set out to do. I’m doing so many things related to it and using those skills, but I’m not doing what I want(ed) to do.
Then, I realize that my life is not my own, and He often orchestrates our desires to prepare us for His greater work for His service in our lives and others.
Maybe all of this preparation was not all about my dreams, was not all for me, and was not even about me at all. Maybe all this was to do a greater task through serving others with the skills, lessons, and passions I have.
What a much greater passion and purpose when I see life as about Him, His glory, and His service and not about me! What great peace there is in knowing this when life is not as I had intended! What a joy to know I’m not in control, and that He, in His omniscience and unending love, is!
I have reconciled these truths, and my heart is at peace.
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Psalm 115:1
Not to us, O LORD, not to us, but to your name give glory,
for the sake of your steadfast love and your faithfulness
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