Thursday, January 8, 2015

My Mission



One of the things I have a hard time doing is keeping a journal.
This year my daughter gave me a five year journal that asks a question a day throughout the year, for five years. To start off each New Year, the question is “What is your mission?”

What is my mission? What plans did God have for me as I came to earth? What do we expect from me? I never wanted to be a great inventor, or orator. President? Me? NO!
My husband is a scientist. He loves seeing how things work, and tweaking them for the benefit of mankind.
My mother was a landscape architect. Her mission was to beautify the earth where she lived.
My daughter’s mission is to make people happy and feel loved and appreciated. She has always been good in schools and the retail market, helping others. But me? I don’t know.
All I ever wanted to do is be Suzy Homemaker.  I wanted to have six children; to cook wonderful meals; make their clothes; be a spiritual guide.
I remember sitting in an art class one summer talking to a fellow student about my late first husband who had recently passed on. “What’s the point of finding your dream, and then having it snatched rudely and painfully away from you?” After listening to my story he told me I was a comforter. I was put here to help those around me who are in need.
In Matt 25:35-40
We read
 35 For I was an hungred, and ye gave me meat: I was thirsty, and ye gave me drink: I was a stranger, and ye took me in:
 36 Naked, and ye clothed me: I was sick, and ye visited me: I was in prison, and ye came unto me.
 37 Then shall the righteous answer him, saying, Lord, when saw we thee an hungred, and fed thee? or thirsty, and gave thee drink?
 38 When saw we thee a stranger, and took thee in? or naked, and clothed thee?
 39 Or when saw we thee sick, or in prison, and came unto thee?
40 And the King shall answer and say unto them, Verily I say unto you, Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me.

And I sit in front of the fire stroking the cat on a cold wintry day.
And I take meals in to people in need.
And I make quilts. The ultimate comforter
And I smile.
I have found my mission.

What is your mission this year

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