Random Saturday morning thoughts

Some people are just born knowing what they are passionate about and what they were born to do. Man I hate those people. Haha. Because I didn't think I was one of them. I think I'm getting more confident in my purpose, but it has been a real struggle for me to not feel like I had this great grandiose purpose. What I do know is that I have always loved people. When I feel the most purpose in life, it is when I am connecting with others. I think it's a trait passed down from my mom. She genuinely loves people and is the ultimate example of making her life's purpose about enhancing other people's lives.

While I think it's amazing when people were born knowing they wanted to be songwriters or scientists, I've appreciated and detested the journey I have had in pondering that my purpose could be whatever I choose, and that perhaps it will change over time, just as it always has. I think I've downplayed the significance of being a mother, friend, member of a family, and student. But I also feel that God does have a unique purpose for each of us.

I've heard the quote, "Your mess is your message." And I believe it. By people sharing their experiences of being human, it definitely inspires me in my own life.

So maybe more important than anything else, it's not as much what my purpose is, but how much purpose I am putting into helping others.

I listened to a Ted talk by Pastor Rick Warren. Every minute was full of simple, simple thoughts and truths. But the most significant question he talked about was this:
"What's in your hand? What are you doing with what you've been given?"