Several years ago, when the Lord was delivering me from self-hatred, one of the things He said to me was “I created you on purpose for a purpose.” This was a paradigm change for me because I had always believed I had evolved from monkeys, so to hear the God of the universe, the Creator of all things say that He created me on purpose changed everything for me. He created me out of His love, intentionally, thoughtfully. I was no longer some accidental event caused by nature, taking up space on this planet, wandering and wondering why I am here. I was no longer an ancestor of some primate, but the workmanship of a loving and wonderful Father.
This heart revelation freed me from self-hatred and self-loathing which I had lived with from a young age. But without realizing it, a question lingered in my heart: “If I was made on purpose for a purpose, then what is my purpose?”
“If I was made on purpose for a purpose, then what is my purpose?”
Like most people, I spent a long time trying to find my purpose. I looked for it in all my roles as a wife, daughter, mom, career, and ministry, to find that I couldn’t find it. I kept waiting on God to reveal to me my purpose, wondering when I would begin walking in it, experiencing my purpose, thinking “will this ever happen? Tick Tock, God!”
It wasn’t until recently that I was talking to a friend who was struggling with depression, and as she talked to me I kept hearing her say “I feel like I don’t have purpose in life.” “I thought I had a purpose in ministry, but nothing seems to work out.” “I need to find purpose.”
And as I listened, I realized how familiar this sounded. It echoed of the same thoughts I had been experiencing myself for years. Purpose! What is it my purpose?
After leaving my friend, the Lord gave me a word for her. It was Matthew 3:17. Jesus had just been baptized by John the Baptist when the heavens opened up and God the Father said, “This is My beloved Son, in whom I am well-pleased.” I told her, “As Christ is so are you, therefore ‘you are God’s beloved child, in whom He is well pleased.” I gave it to her….. but I kept it for myself too.
As I meditated on it for the next couple of days I received my heart revelation.
“My purpose is not what I do, but who I am.”
My purpose is not what I do, but who I am. God created me on purpose for the purpose of being his beloved daughter in whom He is well pleased, the very same affections He has for Jesus! This means that my main purpose for existence is to be lavishly loved by the Father, to be the benefactor of His love and grace, to be the recipient of everything He has for me which was afforded for me at the Cross! Christ is the measure of God’s love for me, for as Christ is, so am I! All I need to do is receive His unending, unconditional, and generous love!
In an instant, my purpose was no longer “doing”, but instead “being”. Once again, this changes everything.
Now what I am finding is that I no longer feel the need to DO something in order to believe I have purpose. Nor do I feel the need to strive to make something happen. Instead, I am now seeing God open doors of opportunity for me to serve others. There is a huge difference between serving others out of the need for purpose and serving others because you know who you are and how loved you are.
“We love because He first loved us.” 1 John: 19