For the last few years, I’ve started the year by establishing words I felt drawn to for that calendar year. These words would be a lens of sorts that I would choose to view life through. In 2017 AND 2018, that word was JOY. In 2017 I was fighting for it, in 2018 I started finding it. And then in 2019 my word became HAPPY.
When the calendar turned to 2020, I had a massive shift and couldn’t get away from two words for this year: Persist and Imagine. I didn’t know necessarily what those might mean, but they were as clearly dropped into my heart and mind as an Amazon package left on my doorstep. They even rang the doorbell.
Well, how to persist became evident fairly quickly, both as a pandemic took over the globe, and as my parents’ health rapidly declined and I was unable to be with them to help. Not only that, but as our family joined millions of others with a main source of income suddenly lost, persisting became normal quickly:
For us, like many of you, this season has been marked by persistence.
Sometimes it is easy to get lost in a head-down, push-through rhythm. Persisting holds less dreaming and more “get it done.” I definitely felt like that by early May. It was draining, and sucking the life out of me. I realized I needed to create space to lift my head and be more of a hummingbird than a hamster. I was going to need to listen, not speak. Nourishment and renewal became a craving.
And that is when the dream started to open up. Imagine had told me that dreaming was on the horizon in 2020. But when the year slammed in like a monsoon instead of a gentle tide, I couldn’t even imagine imagining!
But as I purposefully unplugged, and spent time listening, resting, and quieting my soul, my imagination began to come alive. It was slow. Kind of vague. But nevertheless, the horizon vision started to materialize a little bit. Somehow, persisting had led me by the hand toward imagining. Kind of like God had gone before me to prepare me or something.
I’m currently sitting in the summer breeze, halfway through a 14-day quarantine restriction imposed on us because we crossed a national border. And in this short season of isolation, the dream is becoming clearer. All of a sudden, any limit on dreaming is lifted, and it is like God has spoken that it is time for me to begin to step into purpose. It seems I hear Him best when I’m still.
Surrender your anxiety! Be silent and stop your striving and you will see that I am God. I am the God above all the nations, and I will be exalted throughout the whole earth.
Psalm 46:10 TPT
It thrills me, consumes me, and scares me a little now that He’s removed any lid from my imagining. But while He is allowing me to begin to do some tangible research and brainstorming, He has also been crystallizing for me my history, showing me all the many ways He has been preparing me for this dream. And WOW – things that seemed unrelated to me before are synthesizing into the beautiful training ground for what He is calling me to. (They always had been, I just didn’t realize it.)
Start with acknowledging that deeper longing within you. If I had to take a guess, that’s why you’re here. You can feel it. I don’t even have to define what it is–you know exactly what I’m talking about. It is that “something more to life” rumbling around in your gut, that tug drawing you toward a scary, audacious dream.
Bob Goff, Dream Big
What would I hope you would take away from this small and evolving part of my story? Well, there are a few things:
God is trustworthy. He created you with purpose for a purpose. He wants you to dream and follow hard after Him into things that will bring you joy and fulfillment, and things that will glorify Himself to others. This is life purpose.
So how are you going to begin to step into your life purpose? Tell us your next step in the comments below!
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