There are a myriad of reasons why our purpose in life is seasonal and changes with
time. Some of them: physical abilities, health
issues, additional experience or education, moving to a new location, etc.
Sometimes we need to involve ourselves in a purpose for a short time to not
only give something, but to receive something …
When my daughters were younger, I was a stay-at-home
mom. While I loved that privilege, once they were both in elementary school, I
felt a tug in my heart to do something. I didn’t want a full-time job, but I
did have a need to contribute.
We lived in the Minneapolis area at the time. One
day, I happened to come across a notice in the newspaper that the Dakota County
Sexual Assault Services were taking applications for women who wanted to become
volunteer advocates and support counselors for sexual assault victims. I’ve
never been personally affected by that type of crime, but I felt a nudge within
to apply.
After I was accepted into the program, I went
through months of training before being allowed to take hotline calls. I was
good at it, and my involvement grew. Over time, I took crisis calls,
provided one-on-one support counseling, trained new advocates, facilitated
support groups, and was hired as an assistant to the director.
Most of the
advocates weren’t comfortable working with teenagers, but that was my
strength, so I was often called by high school nurses in the county to counsel
teenage girls who had been date raped or molested by family members. Another advocate
and I provided presentations on sexual assault to hundreds of high school
students. I sat on a board for Child Protection Services with other service
providers and collaborated with women associated with domestic violence
programs.
My eyes were opened
to a world that existed outside of my safe cocoon. I was able to offer
compassion, support, and understanding to hurting women. But I received their appreciation for a listening, nonjudgmental ear—their trust—and the honor of participating in their healing process.
After three years of my involvement with the services, my husband was
transferred to a job in Seattle. After arriving, I was encouraged to
apply to the sexual assault services program provided here. As much sense as
that made to some people, in my heart, I knew that season was over … It was
time to move on.
Change can mean having to let go. We like to stay in our comfort zones, so the fact
that purpose is seasonal can be scary. It can also be exciting! If I’d never
risked applying for that advocate position, I wouldn’t have grown or
experienced the blessings I did through that experience.
Here’s another reason to get excited. If we’re not in a position to do exactly what we want to today, or even next year, it doesn’t mean that we’ll never be given the opportunity. We aren’t stuck in the same season forever! Our situation can change! And in the meantime, we can take steps to help make that happen.
Here’s another reason to get excited. If we’re not in a position to do exactly what we want to today, or even next year, it doesn’t mean that we’ll never be given the opportunity. We aren’t stuck in the same season forever! Our situation can change! And in the meantime, we can take steps to help make that happen.
Please
share your experiences. Have you gone through a change in season? Are you facing
one now?
Dawn
I've been in seasonal changes for 10 years! I do not always feel ready. But two things I have learned--it is never too late to fulfill your purpose. What God has begun, He will finish. Love the article, Dawn. Thanks so much for sharing.
ReplyDeleteGail, thanks for stopping by. Yes!!! It's never too late to fulfill what you believe is your purpose. But I also believe that we serve a purpose every day ... even if what we do seems trivial. Small things can be big things in someone else's eyes. :D
DeleteI know what you mean. I have degrees in art and education and had some success with both. I was a commissioned artist and even exhibited in a museum when I became unable to work.
ReplyDeleteWhen I got better, I returned to the corporate world and moved up the ladder, taking more and more stress until my health broke again. But this time, it wasn't art that drew me (no pun intended), it was writing. I've been pursuing that dream for ten years now. And I've never looked back.
Dawn, you are compassionate and gentle, I'm sure those girls were blessed to have you to turn to at that horrible time in their young lives. I know I'm so thankful to call you friend and I think this purpose definitely shows the marks of God's calling. I know He'll bless it.
Hugs! (Didn't mean for this to be so long!)
Thanks for you kind words, Angie! They touch my heart and encourage me in so many ways.
DeleteI've seen examples of your artwork, and they're amazing! So much talent! I've wondered at times why you haven't continued in that arena. I guess I just assumed that writing became a larger pull on your time. Unfortunately, we can't do it all! Nor are we supposed to try. Our purpose is indeed seasonal - and like you - once I started down the writing path, I knew I couldn't go back.