Years ago, when I was a stay-at-home mom, I was a super “Flybaby” (Flylady.net term) for all of 6 months. During that time, I was a cleaning machine. I thought I was cured of my procrastination forever. But, after every floor of my house was clean and organized, I crashed. the reason I crashed: I hadn’t yet discovered my life purpose. I was spinning my wheels, but going no where. In the end, I was right back where I started, at a place of no purpose or direction. I didn’t even know I was supposed to have a purpose. I thought my roles and responsibilities as a wife and mother were all that was required or needed to keep me motivated. Over the years, I’ve come to realize, my calling is the only thing that can motivate me to act in accordance with my roles and responsibilities.
Without purpose we are either immobilized or simply spinning around in circles.
