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. ┬áIt finally sunk in that God had been speaking all along but because I was looking for a supernatural locution or … Continue reading