The other evening I watched, “Signs” starring Mel
Gibson. It had been years since I
originally saw it. Always being
philosophical, I loved it the first time and feared the same connection would
not happen. It did. But why?
Everyone needs a purpose in life. The older I become, the more urgent the need
to discover my purpose. In “Signs,” each
person had their purpose and in the end it all came together what those
purposes were.
Unfortunately, while we all have a purpose (and I firmly
believe this), many of us aren’t afforded the opportunity to discover what that
purpose in our life was. Like the mother
in “Signs,” did she know that her last words were the reason for her existence? Does it matter that we find out?
Those with children have the joy of simply carrying on a
part of them. I never had children and
so am often wracked with grief that when I die, that’s that. Perhaps that’s why we blog, carve our
names into trees, write on bathroom walls, scratch our initials into
stone. We want to visualize that we were
here; that we matter.
“Signs” helps me relax that I don’t need to know my
purpose. I have to trust that God will
use me as He sees fit and whether I am aware of what my existence means is not
important. Just knowing that my life had
purpose is enough.
Until I take my last breath, however, I do not want to live
blindly just flowing with the current. I
will continue to always strive to lend a hand to those in need, a shoulder for
others to cry on, arms to support an elderly friend, legs to run errands for
those who can’t. I will go forth doing
the best that I know how.
Know that you matter; you were created for a purpose. Now go and live it!
