Thursday, October 16, 2014

On Purpose

God made me on Purpose and with Purpose

Often, I find it extremely hard to believe that my parents (divorced/separated/whatever for over two decades) were ever in the same room cordially enough to create me and my sister.

Seriously, it’s pretty incredulous.

Let’s just say their marriage and their divorce were, well, difficult. To say the least.

On all parties.

I know that my parents (as with everyone on this planet) has regrets about the way things “went down.”

And I’m sure the human thought of “what if?” & and “if only…” has crossed their minds.

And even though both of them (separately) would throw themselves in front of a bus for me, or my sister, I’m sure there are times they are just as bewildered.

Now, I’m not interested in getting into a heated debate of “free-will” verses “determinism.”

(At least not right now…buy me a dark chocolate mocha and pull up a stool, we can get into it!)

What I find awesomely bewildering is that I am perfectly crafted and uniquely created by our Lord.
And that those two people, against all odds, combined DNA and made me just the way I am.
In other words, I once had a philosophy class that posed the question, “Could you have existed in any other time in history?” 

For me, the answer is clearly, no.

Although the spiritual portion of me is the only eternal portion, it is still one portion of me.

My physical body (combined with my mental and spiritual capacities) could have ONLY been created in that EXACT passing of genetic material from my great-great-great-you-get-the-idea all the way to my parents.

I think one of the unwritten and unspoken lies that children of divorce can internalize despite the efforts of their parents, no matter how loving, is that if your parents marriage / union was a "mistake" or a "failure" then, logically (according to the Earth's logic anyways), you are, on some level, Plan B.



No matter what circumstances you were brought into this world, you were uniquely crafted ON PURPOSE.

I was born with genetic components from both my father and my mother that make me perfectly and uniquely who I am today.

But it doesn’t stop there.

God also orchestrated my circumstances good and bad right and wrong for my upbringing to also ultimately lead me to Him and to Glorify Him.

So here I am.

And while I am of my parents I am not belonging to my parents.

As such, I look at my children.

My children are not “mine.”

My children are God’s and He has purposefully placed them in our family.

For all the good and the bad the right and the wrong.

He makes each one of us on purpose and with purpose.

You are not even a HINT of a “mistake” “misfortune” “plan B” “accident” “surprise” in your Father’s eyes.

You are not the careless result of a failed marriage.

You are a result of the careful planning and joy of the Almighty and Powerful God.

You were absolutely positively created "on purpose."

No Plan B. Right the first time. Just as you are. Eternally. 

Psalm 139:13-28
For you formed my inward parts;
    you knitted me together in my mother's womb.
14 I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.[a]
Wonderful are your works;
    my soul knows it very well.
15 My frame was not hidden from you,
when I was being made in secret,
    intricately woven in the depths of the earth.
16 Your eyes saw my unformed substance;
in your book were written, every one of them,
    the days that were formed for me,
    when as yet there was none of them.

Call to Action: 

Just breathe this to yourself today and really, really internalize.

"God, my Father, thank you for planning and preparing my life. From the construction of each molecule, to the preservation of my genetic line, to each teeny tiny DNA strand. Lord, no matter what familial circumstance I was born into, that is all but a flash of light, for my true birth day was the day that I found my way back to you. Thank You for being You and for making me, me!" 

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