Gaining Purpose

A gasp of life giving air—screaming, swallowing, sleeping, pooping—sets a worthwhile journey afoot.

Two wobbly legs—stepping, moving forward, falling—trying to be useful but not succeeding at first. And, yet, standing, walking, and running become easy eventually, somehow.

A groggy mind—listening, misunderstanding, becoming confused, thinking—expanding its capacity for learning as it progresses through elementary school, homeschool, high school, and straight on into college, knowing know bounds.

Trials—the crunching pain of an injured knee, many symptoms of an unknown sickness, fifty cents in the bank, miles and miles from family—caused new growth and understanding of their own as they were struggled through and endured.

A health class—designing and building a bunk bed that uses ropes for a mattress—that taught students to not just learn about world health problems but to act in some way to implement solutions to the problems.

Experiences—all experiences shape characters, shape desires, shape possibilities. Birth teaches one to breath air. Walking teaches one to never give up. Learning teaches one to be ambitious. Trials—trials are hard—teaching empathy and giving room for wisdom to flourish amidst the chaos’ of life. And, finally, after experience has shaped character, has shaped desire, has shaped possibility, purpose is found, obtained, and thrived upon. The journey is rescinded, giving way to a glorious and meaningful destination—purpose.