03/11/2025
The idea of “purpose” often comes up in counseling—those moments when people wonder, “Why am I here?” or “What am I meant to do that truly matters?” It’s a question that resonates deeply with many, one that can stir up confusion and even a sense of longing.
But in that space, I find myself considering the possibility: What if my entire purpose is something so subtle, so small, that it never even registers in the grand scheme of things? Something so infinitesimal that I might never even recognize the moment, or know it plays a bigger part in a much larger story.
This begs the question: Could it be that the very thing we seek to understand is in the fabric of someone else’s life? Could we be at peace with the idea of being the supporting character in another person’s journey? What if our purpose is not to be in the spotlight but to be the unassuming person who crosses someone’s path at just the right moment—delaying them from their next step, altering the course of their life in ways we may never fully grasp?
In essence, could we embrace the possibility that our purpose, as part of God’s grand and intricate design, might be woven into the moments that belong to someone else?
Jeremiah 29:11: “For I know the plans I have for you…”
