DESTINY

I always felt this was sort of a mystical word. The idea that some lives were planned out before they were born to be great.

Sounds so impressive and wonderful. Makes for great biographies. But so often it seems to miss the ordinary.

Hard to picture live as a place where destiny means you were going to be a plumber or guard or some ordinary function.

Not that the don’t matter or aren’t important. Just that they don’t have that same ring of mystical about them.

And can’t help feel a nudge of disappointment that you know you were singled out for some magical life. Can feel inadequate.

The more we play up the heroes the more we crave being them. And the more we can feel our lives may be insignificant.

This is never true with God. For we are all unique and special in His eyes. And this doesn’t mean we all end famous.

Now the hard part I think is that when you think you to make your life larger than life. To make it seem something it isn’t.

I’ve known people who do this. They have some ordinary job and it has to have some special purpose.

It isn’t enough to have a job. It has to be approved and watched over by angels. Not sufficient to provide you must be there for a reason.

So even if it really isn’t important they will make it seem as such. So you can have them just enjoy the job.

That is never enough. There is no ability to simply see it as mere provision. I do have to acknowledge we are often given certain talents.

And then you know it is a matter of coping with how those gifts are used. We don’t all get those opportunities to shine.

But our hearts can be tested as to our willingness to obey. And part of this is our attitude that is a test.

Plus this life is a mere learning ground. The time comes when in eternity we all will be what is our destiny.

That is a joy to embrace.