People of purpose are not concerned with being left behind


I heard something in church last week that really stood out to me - People of purpose are not concerned with being left behind. And it seemed so obvious but it also resonated with me as though I was realizing it for the first time. If we truly know what we are meant to do and if we are really certain (as certain as we can be from any moment to the next anyway), then why are we always so concerned with what everyone else is doing and where everyone else is? I think walking in your purpose and truly being confident comes from a place of recognizing that you are not the same as everyone else. I don't mean that in a cocky way. But you need to come to terms with the fact that your journey won't always be the same as everyone else's and you can appreciate where they've gotten in their lives without having to be in the same place to feel the same level of contentment.

Ulitmately, it's natural to be a bit discouraged if things aren't moving according to your schedule, not even someone else's. But you need to recognise that out of the many different variables that do exist in making a decision you know very little and can control even less. And so, do your best at what you can do and pray that everything else falls into place. If things don't go the way you hoped, choose your focus carefully. The things we choose to focus on in our highest moments and lowest moments, but also in the in between can change our trajectories.

God bless.


Dera

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