Recently I had a conversation with someone and they said something very profound to me, “It’s great to hear that you figured out your purpose in life at such a young age because so many people go through life not knowing what their destiny is.” When this person said it to me, I hadn’t quite realized the depth of what was being said. So, I politely told them it was by the grace of God and carried on with our conversation.
It’s not until today that the conversation I had almost a month ago finally started to sink in. Immediately, I felt something inside of my heart compelling me to write this story. I prayed about it and now I know it was the Holy Spirit giving me a revelation of sorts, nudging me along to share this piece of the puzzle with you today.
Unbeknownst to that person, I didn’t start out knowing what I was meant to do. Fact of the matter is, I had no idea which way to turn. Just a little over two years ago, I was confused, lost, alone in my own spiritual and mental wilderness that left me in a pit of grief, despair, anxiety, agony, anger, shame, depression, bitterness, loss, heartache and failure. After all that I had gone through, I had hit rock bottom and had nowhere to turn but up.
What helped me start piecing together my purpose was realizing the gifts that God had already given me. I didn’t have any money, had no job and had lost all hope that my life would ever get better. Yet still with all that darkness surrounding me, there was something deep inside of me, a seed if you will, that had been planted in my heart when I was a little girl. Left with nothing but my Bible, my computer and my thoughts, I began writing what I was feeling and thinking. Everything I had ever wanted to say to people but couldn’t, I wrote it out. Instead of letting the negativity continue to flood my mind and cloud my judgement, I chose to listen to that voice inside of me nudging me to get back to my roots and write down my feelings. Everyday, I wrote, read and prayed, each time asking God to show me the way in which I was meant to go.
“What’s my purpose in life God? Help me see it and show me which path to take. I desperately need your help and guidance!”
As I prayed and wrote, I started to find myself exploring more about the years leading up to my current state of affairs like my childhood, teenage years and college years. I kept feeling this nagging notion inside of me to connect with my past. I knew there were things I needed healing from that happened during those years, but that wasn’t all that I found when I dug deeper. As I traveled along the journey to my past, I started to find dots that began connecting with my current state of mind. Once I started to realize what they meant, I continued to write and pray about it asking God if what I thought they meant was actually the path I was destined to take. In due time, He made it very clear to me.
Ever since I was a little girl, I loved writing, reading books and telling stories. When it came time for me to tell someone any sort of information, whether it was purely for recreational entertainment or not, I could never simply give them the information. I had to share it in a story format. My thought process has always been to paint the picture for the person so that they could imagine themselves being there. Not everyone liked this part about me. People would laugh and make jokes about me saying, “Oh Lord, here goes Andrea again. She always has a story to tell! She can never just give you the information, it always has to be in a story format.” It would hurt my feelings for I didn’t understand the true nature in what I carried. This knack of storytelling made me special, but for years I didn’t understand that plight. Even as an adult, when I would text friends or relatives, I would still get jabs about the way I write out full sentences or how I give them “a whole book of information” instead of quickly getting to the point. Still, with all those years of constant nagging from everyone, I had no idea what I was meant to do. Destiny and purpose were not in my vocabulary of understanding my true identity in life.
It wasn’t until April 25, 2017 that it all made sense. The message came overnight, but as you can see the foundational signs were set in motion long ago. The key or last piece of the puzzle that I was waiting on was the release from God. He told me to, “Teach the Gospels!”(Click here to read all about that strange encounter I had with Jesus Christ) Once Christ gave me that final nail-in-the-coffin confirmation that I had been praying about, that’s when a lightbulb finally went off in my head. My life’s journey, everything I had been writing about privately and had gone through personally thus far was leading me up to this very moment. Everything I had heard growing up about my annoying habit of storytelling had finally made perfect sense.
God had given me the gift of writing and telling stories so that I may use this gift to share the goodness of His love, grace and mercy. Just as His honorable son Jesus Christ told parables (stories) to spread the news, joys and wonders of the Kingdom of God, I, too, was meant to use this gift in the same way. Only this time, since Christ was born, lived and died without sin, I am to use my gift to share my own personal testimony (parables) of what God has done in and throughout my life. I’m a sinner, just like everyone else! My sin is no greater nor less than anyone else’s. All that I’ve been through and all that God has done in my life has equipped me with life lessons in order to help another person overcome their own struggles.
I say all this to say, use your gifts for God’s glory. Now, I know what you’re thinking, “Doesn’t the title of this message say that this would be a reading helping me figure out what my destiny is?” Yes, you are absolutely correct! I wanted to share with you first how I came about developing these tools. Now, allow me to share these three points with you to help you figure it out for yourself.
- Is there something in particular that people have told you (or made fun of you for having) that you’re really good at?
- Is there something ( your talent / gift) you turn to in order to help you get through things in life?
- Can it be used to help or benefit others?
Think about these three questions I’ve given you. Write down your answers.
“Then the Lord said to me, “Write my answer plainly on tablets, so that a runner can carry the correct message to others. This vision is for a future time. It describes the end, and it will be fulfilled. If it seems slow in coming, wait patiently, for it will surely take place. It will not be delayed.” (Habakkuk 2:2-3 NLT)
After you’ve written it down, pray about it. Ask God to make the answers clear as day and to show you how to take this gift you have and use it to serve others. Once you’ve prayed about, you’ll start to find yourself thinking of ways to implement this talent. That’s God showing you the path, also known as your destiny, to take. God speaks in many ways, some of which are through dreams. Those dreams, or ideas you have, are God’s way of telling you how to use your gift. When you start using your gift to serve God and help others, you’ll not only unlock your potential, but you’ll unlock your destiny.
Don’t feel left out if you haven’t figured out your talent or your dream yet. It took the cusp of my 30th birthday for me to finally put the pieces of the puzzle together. That shows you that time means nothing to God for He is the Alpha and Omega, which means He is time itself. He doesn’t operate and look at time the way we do. I may had been given the talent at a young age, but it still took time for me to figure it out and to start implementing it effectively.
Here’s one last point. Think about life and destiny in this essence: as a jigsaw puzzle. You’re given all the pieces in the box when you are first born. All the pieces are scattered around and it’s up to your parents and eventually yourself to figure out where all of the pieces of the puzzle fit. Along the way, you’ll get lost and confused not knowing which piece goes where. Rushing to get it done, you may even try fitting other pieces into the wrong slot. Even though the pieces seem to fit, you’ll find that you need more time to develop that keen eye of knowing where all of the pieces actually go. You may get tired and you may even want to quit. You’ll start to think that all of the pieces aren’t even in the box and you’ll try to find alternative pieces elsewhere. Ultimately, you’ll come back to where you started for with patience and endurance comes productivity. Once you pace yourself and take your time putting the pieces together, you’ll eventually find out that not only did you have all of the pieces you needed to begin with, but that with perseverance, you were able to figure out where all of the pieces belonged all by yourself; thereby completing the puzzle. Finally, when it’s all said and done and you’re looking at your finished product, you’ll be so happy that you never gave up hope and that you stuck it out long enough to see the end result!
I pray today that this metaphor I created will help you in some way. My hope is that you read it and allow it to penetrate your mind as you figure out the pieces of your own life-size puzzle box. I pray in due time you figure out what your true purpose is in life. You have a role to play and your life matters! I pray that you utilize the tools freely given to you here and in the Bible, so that you can become all that you are meant to be. I pray that God speaks to you tonight in your dreams and shares with you your true destiny. I pray that you take your gifts and use them for God’s glory, in Jesus’ name, Amen.
Sincerely with love,
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