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Purpose February 25, 2012

When I was a little girl, I remember my grandmother telling me that God had a special purpose for my life.  It was one of those things that I filed away in my mind that I contemplated occasionally – usually when I had decisions to make about the next direction in life.  It actually put pressure on me as I made those choices – my major in college, who to marry, my career, etc.  I always wondered if I was making decisions that would result in achieving God’s purpose for me.  I had big dreams.  I was certain that God’s special purpose involved my influencing crowds of people in a dynamic way.  I thought I would have a name that would be synonymous with success.  I thought I would really be somebody.

Well, I’m not.  Somebody, that is.  I’m a normal woman.  A wife, a mother, a daughter, a sister, a friend.  A rather unexceptional person with a very limited circle of influence.  I haven’t achieved any noteworthy successes in life as I rather expected or at least fantasized that I would.  I don’t even have a job that requires the college education that I worked so hard to earn.  I live in a small town with my husband, two kids, dog, cat, and bunnies.  We have a garden and a treehouse.  A Honda and a 1985 Ford truck.

And I couldn’t be happier.  And my grandmother couldn’t have been more right.  God’s special purpose for my life is not what I expected when I was working full-time while commuting to college as a full-time students and demanding of myself A’s on every assignment.  His plan had nothing to do with over-achievement, notoriety, or worldly success.  His plan for me was more than I could have ever imagined on my own.

God’s special purpose in my life is humbling.  I still am in awe when I sit and contemplate the fact that He chose me for something so precious and important.  I know that I need Him every step of the way on this plan He has for me.  I wouldn’t trade it for any of the fantasies I thought I wanted for myself.  I’m not good enough for what He has chosen me for.  Like I said, it is very humbling.

The special purpose God has for my life is two-fold.  And their names are Kendra and Max.  Fortunately, God gave me just the right man who He gave just the same purpose in life.  Together, we live our lives to give our children every opportunity they could ever want in life.  Our purpose, our desire, is to raise two children who will seek and find God’s purpose for their lives.

And that is who I am.

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5 Responses to “Purpose”

  1. I think you are awesome!

  2. Caddo Veil Says:

    Hi Sis Mandy–well, now you’ve got me all weepy. I was coming over to thank you for choosing to follow my blog–that’s so sweet, and it wasn’t my purpose in reading some of your blog and commenting. Sometimes a blog will really surprise you–reel you in so you feel connected to the person behind the blog theme. Anyway, I’d missed reading your “Purpose”–and wow! I say this with 100% sincerity–I’ve not read any blog before that moved me this way, with the “About” page–or mission statement, whatever. I am so thanking God to meet you–surely you were blessed to have a grandmother who saw and spoke Godly words over you. And here you are, fulfilling HIS purpose and plan in a beautiful and delightful way. Awesome blessing, to read this. I, too, feel I’m fulfilling God’s destiny for me–rather late in life, but as I tell anyone who’ll listen: with God, it’s never too late! Looking forward to visiting back and forth with you, Sister. God bless you and your lovely family BIG!

  3. Debbie Maltry Says:

    You are an amazing associate, woman, and a terrific mom! I’m blessed to work with you each day!


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