What Is Your Purpose?

I remember the first time I really thought about my purpose and God's plan for me. I was sitting in the little foyer to Golden Meadows Baptist Church in some little town in Louisiana. I was in maybe the 11th grade with my youth group helping rebuild some stuff and do a little Bible camp for some of the kids there. We broke up individually every day for our own Bible study with the packet that was prepared for us. I remember sitting there and the packet said something to the extent of "God desires for you to be right here, right now, reading this." He had not only planeed it, but He desired it. For some reason, that really stuck with me. I sat by myself on the floor of that sunlit foyer, and I just started crying with the realization that God had planned for me to be, of all places I could have been at that moment, on that floor. Sitting. Reading. Learning. Growing. That was when I first thought about my purpose. I had always considered purpose as some distant future, the ever-present "What are you doing after high school" question. My life purpose, my career, my calling... But that morning I realized that God had a purpose for me at that very moment. He didn't say to me, "Wait for another few years and I'll give you a purpose." He had always had one for me, and I didn't have to wait until after college to fulfill it. That was when I really discovered that purpose has nothing to do with jobs or anything like that. Purpose has to do with our relationship with God. The reason we were ever put on earth was because God was lonely. We were made with the purpose of having a relationship with the Creator. If you are running a race on a track and you stay in your lane, it is only natural that you will come to the finish line eventually. Purpose is the same. If we continue to grow closer to God (our original purpose), it is only natural that we will arrive at our long-term purpose eventually. We just have to stay in our lanes.

I'm Not Feeling Philosophical

My mom decided to let me know it was time for a new blog. Problem is I usually don't write unless I feel like I have something worth writing about. These deep thoughts don't come very often, but when they do, I write them down and everyone who reads thinks I am very deep, smart, and thoughtful. This post won't be one of those. This will be a post where you read it and think "Why in the world is this guy allowed to write stuff for the whole world to read?" (That is if the other posts didn't already make you think that.) But anyway, that's how it goes. So there's your disclaimer. I'm sitting here listening to Lecrae and typing whatever pops up in my head. Well, not whatever pops up. Maybe one day I'll write a stream of consciousness post. That would blow your mind and probably mine too. I have no idea what goes on up there. I don't know that I want to figure it out either. Anyway, in case you were wondering, I'm doing fine. I'm pretty amped that I finally found some people who will play Risk with me. I'm gonna take over the world. The board game world. I'm gonna be all jacked up on Mountain Dew and the opposing forces will have no idea what happened. I'll be like Sherman through Georgia. Except I'm not gonna literally burn the board because then I would have to buy a new one. If you are still reading, I congratulate you and also question your sanity. I would also advise you to go out and find friends so you'll have better things to do with your time. But thanks for reading anyway.
In conclusion, this post has shown that Caleb Osborne has written a new post (Osborne line 1). It has also shown that he should not be writing things for people to read (lines 6-7) and that he will conquer the world while jacked up on Mountain Dew (lines 16-20)....... So I will end with the idea that my life is great and so is yours. Remember that.


p.s. - here's a brand new haiku straight from my noggin.

Five syllables please.
Next comes seven in a row.
Five more ends haiku.