Our Purpose on Earth?????

This morning i was contemplating what my life is really about. Why am i on this earth. What is my purpose here. Am i just suppose to live each day as if they werent anything special. Or should i wake up every morning with a renewed spirit, mind, and soul about the day ahead of me. Well that day would typically be....Sleep, and then work. Is my life only about making money and surviving today day and praying that i survive the next day. What is my purpose and what is my next step. This morning as i was thinking upon these things, my life became a blur. Why am i here and why am i at this job. What is the point of being a night auditor at a hotel where i hardly see anyone until the next morning for maybe two hours, but then right after work i go home and sleep. Is that really all my life is suppose to be about. Yea it is convenient that i am able to finish my homework for classes, but what for...... Whats the point???? This is the question that i have been struggling with this morning?

Now i do realize that not many, if any, people read this blog. I just find that i can work through things and find answers better once i write things down. Im weird like that i know.

Right now as im listening to some worship music the song that is playing is Every Man by Casting Crowns. "Is there hope for every man?" YES!!! There is a love that never dies and JESUS is hope for every man. Which kinda gives me my answer.

But then my heart is torn for the things and people that i left behind in Indiana and Mexico. I love each of those places for the same but also different reasons.

Indiana is where my beginning is. My family, childhood friends, and most of my memories and dreams. Mexico is the place where i found my calling for youth ministry and where my ministry began. Had you asked me a 8 months ago if i would be living in Goodland Kansas, i would have said NO, Ill be in Mexico working as a missionary.

I had part of my calling right. The only thing wrong was the place. I wouldnt be a missionary in Mexico, but rather i would be a missionary in Goodland Kansas. Now i know that many people, when hearing the word missionary think of people in foreign countries and maybe even dangerous place spreading Gods Word and Love. Here is where whoever may read this might disagree if you havent already.

Isnt America just as dangerous. Isnt life itself dangerous?????? In my humble opinion.....YES. We drive cars down a highway at 60 or higher speeds. One wrong move and you are in a bad situation. And not just the dangerous part of it but God has told us to take the Gospel to all corners of the world. Isnt the United States apart of that or is it exempt????

We are all called to be missionaries in our own states, communities, schools, workplaces, families, to friends, and our own lives. So i guess i just answered my own question from earlier. I pray that my blog will be a blessing and an inspiration to all those who read it whether it be one person or a multitude of people. Lord use it to your honor and glory.