Until this weekend, this looked like a weed. And every weekend since Spring, I thought about pulling it. Boy am I glad I didn’t. Look how beautiful it is.
Unbeknownst to me, it was designed to be beautiful. It was created to be a thing a beauty. To see that, patience was required. Long after other flowers have come and gone, this flower’s purpose was revealed. It stands out not just because it’s big and pink, but because most everything else has already blossomed and withered. This is it’s time to shine. It was meant to warm my heart when I walked out my front door this morning.
You have a time to shine too. We all do. Our purpose in life and how long it will take to blossom are unique, but everything has been made to be beautiful for it’s own time.
That’s a promise. Just be patient.
What enables me to be patient is knowing my purpose. I don’t know how it will ultimately manifest itself, but I know what I was made to be:
My purpose is to be a player-coach equipping others to overcome their hurts, hangups and habits to do the right thing and find life by having a tender heart and tough hide.
Until I understood that, I was thought I was a weed, not a flower that just hasn’t yet blossomed. I’m not concerned about how long it will take because I know it will be revealed. I’m also not concerned about comparing myself to others and how quickly or slowly they are moving through life. I’m living life for an audience of one. I am running with patience the particular race that was designed for me.
Life is a marathon, not a sprint. Every season of life has a purpose to mold and shape you. Good and bad. But you must know where you are going.
To know where you are going, you must identify your purpose. To do that, don’t think of acquiring a certain position or title, but rather center it on a concept of self-transformation, of becoming something at the character-level. In other words, investigate and define a “being” purpose, your purpose for existence.
Reflect on this. I have an exercise that can guide you through it. Your purpose can be found through all things that have happened to you, good and bad, which is why in all things I give thanks.
You’re not a weed. You’re a flower that will blossom in your own time.