Purpose

I just found something that I wrote in my journal in January and it just inspired me, so I though I would share it with you guys.

"Purpose.

I like that word better than dreams. Purpose. A dream is something that happens at night - something you hope will happen but in the reality of daylight know that you're being ridiculous.

Bur purpose. It's what I'm made for. It's what drives me. It's what drove Jesus when He walked on earth. I feel like dreams and purpose are two sides of the same coin. When you're young they're dreams - you can't necessarily carry them out. But when you grow up it has to change to purpose or you will be stuck in immaturity. There comes a time to grow up and own your purpose."

I pray that purpose marks my 26th year of life. I pray that every step I take has the Kingdom marked on it. That when I turn around and see where I have walked over the course of the past year, I will see those footsteps headed towards the Kingdom of God. That when I turn around and look, there will be careful treading where I leaned my ear to the ground and walked with care each step. And I pray that there will be big gaps where I jumped and trusted the Lord to guide my footfalls. I want to trust Jesus so much more than I ever have before.

And I want every footstep to be marked with purpose.