Purpose. With the brokenness and sin in my past, I searched for my purpose for so long, never believing I would find it. Never thinking I deserved it.

It’s taken a long time to see that God didn’t show me the way in spite of the pain and heartache of past circumstances. He used the pain and the heartache of past circumstances to show me the way. Whether the pain was caused by others, by my own foolishness - or by a diagnosis of which we had no control - they were the same tears that paved the way to the beginning of my greatest passion. They were the tears that made me strong enough to be grateful for the doors my Protector closed and brave enough to walk through the ones He opened.

And here we are. Yesterday I watched the miracle of God's purpose for my life unfold. Jillian emerged triumphant, wearing her new ear, a walking example of God’s grace. She cried when the auditory nerve was stimulated for the first time, but within minutes she was responding to her name, listening for her mommy’s voice. She showed off her new walking skills and possessed the same uncanny ability as Rhy to make everyone around her smile. And so her story carries on.

We all have an amazing story penned by the Greatest Story Teller of all times. And written within those pages is the purpose He created us for. Sometimes we skim past His words in the hurriedness of life. Other times they’re written in bold, but we’re too afraid to see them. But for all of us, God loves us so much that He didn’t just put us on this Earth to exist and trudge through life only to die. He made us to have a passion and live it out to help others find theirs.

If you’ve questioned your purpose in life, if you’ve decided you don’t deserve to have a passion to help others, look at the chapters of your past through the eyes of your Father. All of our stories are intertwined with the stories of the lives that brush against ours. Those tear-stained pages might just be the ones that change the ending of someone else's script for an eternity.

Happy writing, Loved Ones,

Court