The Call of Purpose

Purpose. We all have one. I don’t believe we were placed here merely to breathe, pay bills, and wait for the curtain call. Life is not a random sequence of mornings and nights. It is an invitation to uncover what only you can bring to the world.

Some discover it early, like a melody that rises before the song is even written. Others stumble into it after years of detours, finding meaning in the ashes of failure or the quiet of an unexpected turn. And some keep searching, not because purpose has hidden itself, but because it waits for them to grow into the person who can carry it.

Purpose isn’t always a grand stage or a lightning strike. Sometimes it whispers through the things that light you up. The joy you feel when you create. The peace that comes when you serve. The energy that fills you when you’re in your right place. Those are clues, gentle but insistent.

If you haven’t found yours yet, don’t mistake the delay for absence. Purpose is patient. It will tap on the windows of your life again and again, until you open the door. Stay curious. Follow what pulls you forward. Trust the work of becoming.

Because you were not born to simply exist. You were born to reveal something the world has never seen before—something only you can leave behind. And that, my friend, is where life truly begins.

Takeaway
The call of purpose never fades. It waits, softly, until you’re ready to answer.