My Defining Moment

"Even God's smallest plan for us is bigger than any dream we could ever hope for," my father once said.

Over the years I have often wondered how people could believe that God's plan for us, as people, is greater than anything we could ever imagine if God doesn't send a miracle when we needed it most.

People talk about a defining moment in life. I've come to realize that there is no one defining moment, but instead a series of events and circumstances that define who we are. They change us little by little, leading us to something bigger or unexpected, and that is when we experience a grand moment of realization that drives us closer to our destiny.

I now know that each of us is destined for something, a purpose that often seems muddy, or vague at best. We want nothing more than to know what our purpose is, to know that we haven't just been plopped down to fumble our way through to the end, but that there's a reason for our being here. We may not discover that purpose in the way that we'd want, as time in the valley will be longer and darker than we imagined, but if we are patient or still long enough, we will catch it in fleeting glimpses. We will see tiny sparks of revelation that push us closer and closer to our destiny. There will be pain, sometimes more than we bargained for, but in the end there will be joy.