I’ve been floundering when it comes to my purpose lately. Yes, taking care of two beautiful children and our home is a job in and of itself, but I’ve been feeling something missing. Something I do for myself.
I started praying about it.
When intrusive thoughts are a part of your daily existence, I think hearing God’s voice gets a little difficult. So as I was driving one night (without the kids, which is a rarity) I put on Christian music and just asked God for guidance. I knew He had a plan for me, but I could not for the life of me discern what it was.
One thing that came out loud and clear was a command:
“Use My name.”
Thinking about it, I realize that though God is such a large part of my life and my identity, I am remiss when it comes to talking about Him on my blog.
I think because I’m afraid of offending people. We live in a world where we don’t want to offend others, and while I find that to be a good thing, it also keeps me from sharing what I know to be the truth. That my life, my children’s lives, and my saving grace is all in the hands of my Lord and Savior.
So, where do I go from here?
I’m not sure.
I know I’m being called to live my life as an example of faith. Maybe my example is only meant for my immediate family, and not meant for a larger audience. I’m not sure. I do know, however, that:
“no one, after lighting a lamp, puts it away in a cellar nor under a basket, but on the lampstand, so that those who enter may see the light.” -Lk 11:33
So, I guess I’ll end with the following thought: I’m probably going to talk more about God. I do this, not to judge others, but to lift people up. I know that I am as worthy of judgment as anyone else, and it is not my place to condemn. I also know that there is a divine, incontrovertible truth. The last thing I want to do is preach or make someone uncomfortable, but I also know that I cannot be an authentic voice without invoking His name.
Peace be with you,