I want God to tell me, “What is my purpose in life?”

The plaintive cry of a devout soul praying and seeking guidance as to her purpose in life. That was me quite some years ago. I loved Jesus then, I love Jesus now. The difference has been that I have moved from, “God, tell me, what is my purpose?” and waiting to be told, to “Thank you Jesus for making me. I offer you my day and ask you to help me please you with it.” What changed? Mostly perspective.  It finally sunk in that God had been speaking all along but because I was looking for a supernatural locution or … Continue reading