I grew up in small town America in a time when five and seven year old sisters walked each other down 5 blocks of alleyways to get to school. In a time when our Dentist lit up a cigarette while he sat next to me, waiting for the numbing medication to kick in (yes, this really happened). A time when we left our homes and mothers first thing in the morning to meet our friends at “Big Rock” (a small creek that ran through the woods behind our neighborhood) and did not return until the sun slumped down low in the sky.
Some of my earliest memories are of hometown parades with old men in VFW hats, waving American flags and sitting on the back of a 1960 Chevy Corvette Convertible; memories of racing up to my grandmothers house three blocks away, to find her sitting on her front porch talking with her neighbors, sitting on their front porch.
But my most perplexing memory is of my five-year-old self, standing on the cracked sidewalk in front of my best friend’s, Shawna, house. Instead of walking up the steps to her front door and simply knocking or pushing the doorbell, we had this tradition of standing at the bottom of the porch, cupping our tiny hands around our mouths and yelling as loud as we possibly could, “HEEELLLLOOO for Shawna.” Moments later, Shawna would appear and we would be off and running.
And just like those summer days when I impatiently hoped that Shawna would come calling; when I would strain to hear the echo of her little voice floating through our screen door and open windows, today I strain to hear another call. Do you?
A call that will draw us outside of ourselves and in to a broader and bigger world than the one we currently live in. The call of our Creator, desiring a deeper relationship with us. A call, pulling us out for His purpose. Calling us by name. Engaging us in purposeful action.
John 14:12 “Whoever believes in me….they will do even greater things than these.”
Yes, this call exists. It may look different in your life than it does in mine, but it is present.
There may have been times in your life when you knew without a doubt.
He called, you followed, and He made something incredible happen.
Other times, it seems like He has left us on the front porch, waiting, dangling our feet on the porch swing with nothing to do.
Some are called to be the frontrunners of our faith, their names known to many and their visibility beyond imagination. Others, most really, are called to a quieter, but no less real or important, purpose.
Today, a mother’s purpose is in the way she lovingly cares for her children playing at her feet.
Today, another’s purpose is sitting behind a desk, running numbers and encouraging those in cubicles around them in their faith.
Today, a teenager’s purpose is found in science class, on the soccer field, and in the overcrowded lunchroom.
“Whatever you do, do it all for the glory of God.” 1 Corinthians 10:31
Because we have the opportunity to exude God’s glory through the choices we make every day.
In the truth we speak at work, when no one else will.
In the stepping up, when another is being bullied.
In the positive words spoken to the discouraged and downtrodden.
It’s in these little things that we find big purpose.
Sometimes, being faithful in the mundane leads to life altering purpose.
We can be confident the Lord brings meaning to the mundane.
And when we hear His call, we can choose to stay inside the confines of our warm and cozy homes, or we can venture out under the bright blue sky and experience more than we could ever imagine or dream of on our own.
1 Corinthians 2:9 “No eye has seen, no ear has heard, no mind has conceived what God has prepared for those who love him.”
I urge you to listen for His call today, and when you feel His nudge, move from the safety of your living room, out in to the Great Adventure that awaits.