I recently visited a service where the Pastor preached “Your job isn’t your purpose.” Well, of course I had to disagree to some point. What are you uniquely designed for? What is your passion? As a professor once asked me, “What would you do daily with joy and satisfaction, even if you didn’t get paid for it?” Do you.
Hmmm…As the thought about the pastor’s sermon resinated in my mind, I realized that I might be different from most. IMy jobs just happen to be my purpose. “Do You.” Mother said at the age of 3 I would sit on our front porch steps and “play them.” When she asked me what I was doing, I told her that I was playing the piano and directing the choir. A few years before she died, she gave me a picture that I had drawn for her. To my surprise, she had kept it tucked away in a safe place for over 30 plus years. When I opened the drawing, I discovered it was me singing in a long gown with a microphone in my hand. The story behind that was I was going to be a famous singer one day. Well…I wouldn’t call myself a famous singer, but I will say that singing is a part of my daily regimine. I guess I could say that I am “Doing me.”
I teach a zumba class locally and right before the class started, in walked this beautiful well built woman. It was obvious that she lifted weights and took very great care in her physical appearance. I introduced myself and so did she. She said “I am here to take your class.” I was like-yay!! It will be fun. Then she said,”I teach the class here on Wednesday nights. I teach the body sculpt class.” Hence the beautifully sculpted biceps. My outside face said-Yay, but my inside face dropped to the floor. How in the world could I teach zumba to this obviously very healthy body sculpt teacher who I later found out was also a personal trainer. It took me about 1.5 minutes to talk myself out of being intimidated by her very presence. In talking to myself, I realized something. I was here to do my job-teach Zumba and she was here to take my class-end of story. Before this minute and a half, I found myself comparing myself to her!! What if this and what if that??!! But then I was reminded-I am in competition with no one. “Do you” I told myself and I did just that. I taught my class just as I would any other time. At the end of class, she said she loved it! Wanted to take selfies and post about how much fun she’d had. Then once the room was empty she said to me “I’d really had a day and I just needed to come and work it off with your class and it did me good. Thanks!”
Do you. What does that term mean? I hear a lot of people say, “hey, do you girl!” Or wow that’s awesome, do you!” Growing up, It took me a long time to come to love myself and understand that they way I was made and the gifts and talents that I possessed were no mistake.
That me being on this Earth was no mistake. God took his time to craft me-and that being done uniquely. I can remember Mother would always say “You can do whatever you want to. You just need to make a plan and do your best to stick to it. If that first plan doesn’t work, then go to the next one-but quitting is not an option.” Mother stressed not just doing something, but “doing YOU!” Find something that makes you feel full. Find something that gives you joy. How awesome would it be if your profession was also your purpose?? Life is too short to waste it. DO YOU!!
Director of Music