I have not picked a word for the year since 2017. My word that year was declutter. I decluttered my time. I decluttered my to do list. I decluttered my past. I decluttered my holiday season. I had no idea at the time that I was making room for one of the toughest years of my life.
I had zero desire to pick a word this year either. I told God that if He had a word for me, I needed Him to make it painfully obvious. I told him I could not take another 2017, and I did not have the capacity for –
He interrupted my rant, “Your word is magic.”
I sighed. I did not need Him to repeat Himself. I knew I had heard Him clearly. “Magic it is,” I confirmed.
He smiled. I smiled back and told Him, “I am going to need your help. People will not understand. Magic has a different connotation than you think it does.”
He laughed, “Don’t you always? And when have I ever been concerned with whether or not people understand?”
We sat in silence for a bit.
Magic – “an extraordinary power or influence seemingly from a supernatural source.” (Merriam-Webster)
There it was in black and white. He simply needed me to hook my extraordinary into Him (my source).
Month two into the new year, and we could all use a bit more magic. The presidential election was controversial. Half the country is mad. The other half is rejoicing. Our former president has been impeached twice because some extremists tried to takeover the White House. Mardi Gras is cancelled. Festival seasons were cancelled. Large gatherings are still cancelled. I go to work with a mask on and teach children who also wear masks. A year ago, you could not have even told me today would look this way.
Yet here we are. Week 3 of month two, and I gave God the side eye on His whole “magic” theory. My house is a usual state of chaos. I yell at my children. My back was cramping so badly last week due to stress that I could not sit up or lay down. I have no magic left.
God whispered, “I never asked you to BE magic. I simply needed you to ACCEPT mine.”
I argued this time, “I cannot see how exactly you expect this to work. I have ONE set of patience. I can use it on the students, or I can use it on my children. I can either coach, or I can have a house that is presentable. I can be there for my family, or I can be there for my job. There’s not enough me for both.”
He smiled. He listened to my demands. Then He responded, “what if I can give you both? What if I can give you patience for your students AND patience for your children? What if I can give you a track team AND a clean house? What if I can give you enough you for your job, and your family, AND Instagram?”
Me: “But how?”
God: “Trust the magic. Live your purpose. I will take care of everything else.”
Magic – extraordinary power from a supernatural source.
For anyone who has ever doubted how exactly you can live with purpose, how you can live intentionally, this is for you.
Have a conversation with God. Ask Him what she wants you to do. Then trust Him.
Trust Him to help you stay in His magic.
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Check out some other pieces about how to live with purpose:
- Living Your Purpose…Because Life Happens Before You’re Ready
- Getting in the Zone: Walking in Your Purpose
- Finding Your Purpose – What is Your Why?
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