Megan L. Anderson
Mould My Purpose
Take a moment to refresh, refocus, and refine your faith.
Lord, I’m beginning this week staring at a full to-do list scrawled across a pad in my own apathetic hand. Meetings, appointments, errands, chores, assignments–looking down each line I wonder if any of it really matters. Are these seemingly trivial tasks really how I’m meant to spend the time you’ve given me? I can’t help but feel I should be making a greater impact somehow. Maybe I haven’t discovered my purpose yet. Maybe I just lack perspective on what I’m doing. Maybe the root of this questioning is laziness. But I don’t want to waste my life on pointless busywork when I could be doing something of eternal importance, something meaningful. Lord, what would have me do? Show me how to move from here. Whether that means buckling down on what’s right in front of me or forging toward something new, direct my attention and passions to your purpose. Amen.
Yet you, Lord, are our Father.
We are the clay, you are the potter;
we are all the work of your hand.