All Things New

This building above once had a purpose. It once had life. It served it's purpose and it served it well.

Then the fire came and it became burnt and broken.

It could no longer serve in the capacity in which it had become accustom.

And what most see is devastation, destruction, and death. As if there was nothing left.

But there is.

But what?

Everything.

It has not lost it's purpose.

It can be redeemed.

There are endless possibilities.

The opportunity for all things new.

Recently one of my best friends, aka Katy, quit her job, and literally left everything she has known to pursue what she feels is Gods calling. Amazing! I envy her-truly, I do. Firstly, because it takes courage; secondly, because of the immense amount of trust and faith she has in God; and thirdly, because I used to be like that. I used to feel that and now I feel like I lost it-like Stella without her groove. However, she has inspired me to get it back. Not to say that God's plan or purpose for us is finite but to at least suggest that all things have a purpose, all things have a calling, and all are lost without it's pursuit.

So many questions can arise when pursuing purpose. What about finances? What about relationships? What about my responsibilities? And sometimes those questions do not have an answer. And sometimes those questions are enough to raise concern and even prolong ones purpose plans. But we should build, not just to build; we should manage, not just to manage; and we should prepare, not just to prepare. We were never meant for "just". All of our preparing, managing, and building are for what? Purpose.

From the Bible to the Alchemist all narratives and characters relentlessly pursue purpose, purpose that is theirs but also greater than them. This purpose- this desire is relentlessly sought after. These adventurers face hardships and persecutions. They get lost, they face death, and frequently say goodbye.They make mistakes, they get lost, they get turned around. They rebel,they curse the path and its creator.But, they keep going.

I need to keep going.

It's time. My rest is over. My rebellion is done. My learning is done. I must move on.

There was a time in which I needed to rest. I needed to learn and be were I am now. I was burnt out. I was tired. I was weary but now, what was once refreshing has become bitter and burnt.

The fire has been lit.

It is time for all things new.