Finding your purpose is a journey that takes so much longer than a ride down to the tip of Florida from the top of Maine. It's even longer than a walk from coast to coast. Finding purpose is unique and it's hard. It takes a lot of self analyzing to figure out where you are going and where you belong. I know I belong with my family because I couldn't imagine life without them. I know I belong in church because it has become a part of me. The rest? It is as open as the vast sea. I am in a row boat with thousands of people looking to me to make a choice. Where to go? I have only had 17 years on this boat and that was with a lot of help. Now, I am expected to man the sails. It's my ship. I have to get her to land.
I just have a few questions though. Do oceans and seas ever really end? Are they not all connected by rivers and streams and glaciers? So, how do I know which direction to go? Do I just pick one? They say that a smooth sea never made a skilled sailor. I guess I should just hang on for the ride then, until I can learn the ropes at least.
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It was the constellations that got me. Here I was, looking up at glowing, burning balls of gas that were thousands miles away. They made up pictures and held stories. That feeling had started to creep up into the uttermost bottom of my being. Why was I here? I am a host of many thoughts, emotions and I have the ability to do anything that I wish. But why? I was surrounded by millions of blades of grass that blew in the warm southern breeze. The cows could communicate through bass undertones. I live in a utopia of wonders (that I do not even deserve.) Then why did I feel like a lost puzzle piece?
Growing up in church (I'm a Southern Baptist,) I was called to be different. I was called to serve God. I knew this. But, I felt like God was calling me to do something else also. I could feel myself being pulled through many different aspects in my life. Through the show Pippin that I did last semester, through the dreams and thoughts that commanded my attention daily, and through things that made me angry, and even through how different I was than other people. I had a bunch of questions creating a hurricane in my head (too many to list and some too complex to write): Why am I here? What do I need to do to figure it out? But most of all, If life ends in death, and I am going to be with God, then why was I even created? (That's not supposed to be sad, it's just a real question) I didn't know the answers to any of these questions, but I knew I had to find out. First and foremost, Hello! Thank you for visiting my website/blog.
I am Jenna Lane, a senior at Willard High School. I have created this blog to help others discern their purpose*. I believe that when you have a purpose you have more motivation to face each day and you will face it with a smile. I look around and I see so many people lost and looking for something that is missing. My hope is to spark the a purposeful revolution in order to help reduce the amount of wanders out in the world. I hope to achieve this goal through sharing my research that I have done as well as my personal journey. Please follow my journey as well as allow me to follow your journey by using #purposefull on all your social media accounts. *This is my 2017 senior project if you are interested in seeing more senior projects search #whsproject |