Why Were You Born?

A few days ago I was listening to the radio as I drove, and overheard a lady speaking who, as a teenager, wanted to commit suicide. She thought life was so terrible and hopeless that there was no point to living.

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She said that she was in the midst of her suicide attempt when she heard an audible voice say, ‘Are you sure you want to do this?’ She looked around and saw there was no one there. She was about to proceed and then heard the voice again, “You have not yet fulfilled the purpose you were created for.”

What astonished her wasn’t so much that the words were audible, it was that there might be a purpose to her life after all. She said that from that point on, her depression was gone. Not because she believed that God spoke to her, though she did believe that too, but because she had been told that her life mattered, and that there was some mysterious purpose to it.

How many of us yearn to be more than some random mass of accidental space particles with no deeper purpose than to exist as a short puff of life on earth? Sometimes we’re told to get rid of those antiquated notions that there may be a metaphysical reason for living. We’re told that this ‘here and now’ is probably all there is. And we’re told to forget about that notion that there is a Creator who both cares about us and has a plan for us! How often those hopes have been smashed by those who have no supernatural beliefs of their own? Why must those without faith force their beliefs upon those who hope in something more: as if someone else’s belief or faith is a direct threat to their own existence?

In my own life, when I began my journey in faith, it was with wonderment that I began to learn, through spiritual reading, that there was meaning and purpose to my existence. Not only did God know who I was, but he truly cared about me. I’d never had a serious problem in actually believing in God, my problem had been in believing He actually cared.

Which brings us back to the title of this post: Why Were You Born? What is Your Purpose?  While I have many guesses I can make about the purpose of my existence, I think that many things will remain a mystery until the day we die. However, it is enough for me to know that I was made for some purpose.

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8 thoughts on “Why Were You Born?

    • Thank you for your comment, Eric. I have many ‘ideas’ as to what my purpose might be, or many purposes might be: beginning with being a wife to my husband, a mother to my 5 children, and a friend to many.
      But ultimately, I feel my greatest purpose is to be a child of God, to love Him.

  1. Guy, that was a beautiful article: Precious: A Grandfather’s Lesson. Is that you in the picture? What a great lesson to us all! And the article “Each Person is a Divine Revelation” makes some amazing points, “Human DNA alone is a testament to the uniqueness of each person. If the information in a single human DNA sequence was printed, it would fill two hundred 1,000 page New York city phone directories. If unwound and tied together, the strands of DNA in one human cell would stretch almost six feet, but would be only 50 trillionths of an inch wide. If DNA in a person’s cells were unwrapped and fixed end-to-end, it would reach the moon 6000 times…” We are amazing and unique. God does not skimp on originality.

  2. Nice article Michele,
    When we let God’s love fill our lives we can be thankful and return his love to our beloved. God bless you.

  3. I was born too Praise Jesus-Yeshua Christ for Today and Everyday, HE Saved my life more than once!!

    God Bless all my Sisters and Brothers in Christ Jesus-Yeshua and Your Families and Friends!!

    Happy Shavua Tov ( A Good Weekend ) Everyone!!

    Love Always and Shalom ( Peace ) Everyone, YSIC \o/

    Kristi Ann

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