Ever since I was a child I dreamed about my celestial purpose. What exactly was God’s plan for me? Was I meant for greater things? To contribute in some significant manner, to create change?
“Life is filled with unanswered questions, but it is the courage to seek those answers that continues to give meaning to life. You can spend your life wallowing in despair, wondering why you were the one who was led towards the road strewn with pain, or you can be grateful that you are strong enough to survive it.”
― J.D. Stroube, Caged by Damnation
I am quite sure all of us have faced this perplexing quandary…wondering exactly what our future holds. Will we we become these doctors or lawyers, politicians or teachers? What did life, fate imprint upon us, for us? To do exactly…..what?????
Instead, I became a soldier, mother, student, writer, and civil servant. I look back on my life and realized I’ve accomplished more than I thought I would.
Facing the precipice of middle age, I really cannot help but worry about the future, about goals still not met, about my daughter’s future, mother’s health. Many things.
And I too realize I have not much control over other people’s actions (though it does pain me to realize this)…I have to accept the inevitable, realize I gave the best advice I could with the cards dealt.
My dream is to retire away to a cozy little cottage, write, surrounded by pets and husband (not necessarily in that order) and languish away with a little bit of international travel peppered in when the urge hits.
I am not asking God to make me a millionaire…just to simply give me good health, stability, and continuing love from those who mean the most. Perhaps my purpose lies in not becoming famous or rich, but to simply give back to the world, to my family, to God the best of me and that should suffice………………..