When I was in college I was going to be a world changer. I could feel it deep in my bones, I was called to do something great. I had some ideas of what this accomplishment would be, but no clear direction. My guy and I married and started our careers, both of us very busy and fulfilled with the work we were doing.
Then life changed and I got pregnant. Three times in three and a half years.
I went home full-time and filled my days with silly songs and incredible chaos. I loved being a mom and everything that went along with it. But the feeling remained; I wasn’t a world changer, I was a diaper changer, how was I going to fulfill my calling?
Years later, I can see that I was right about that feeling I had long ago, but today it looks so different than anything I would have ever imagined. I have invested my adult life into my husband and my three children, giving them my very best. I think my efforts will make the world-changing exponential through my children or their future generations. Maybe they won’t cure cancer, maybe they will. But the world will be a better place because they were in it, and I had a little something to do with that.
For we are God’s workmanship, created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do. Ephesians 2:10