Are you struggling today trying to figure out what your purpose in life is? Unfortunately, many people are thinking about this very thing while they are getting up in the morning or on their way to work. High School and college students are wondering about that very question while sitting in class. The aged parents who wait to hear from one of their children or grandchildren to call, think about this. The woman waiting for the judge to call her name for her divorce from her husband will ponder this as she sits in the courtroom. That is the million dollar question many will ask themselves today. Do you know what your purpose in life is?
We are not given any guarantees of how long we will live, or how long we will be married, or how long our health or money will last. Many think about years they wasted. They may wonder if life has passed them by and why were put here and for what purpose. The big question many will ask, “Why are we here?”
I remember asking that question of a friend of mine while walking to one of our college classes. “What the heck are you here for?” I asked him. He said he didn’t know but he knew he needed to be in class. It was during that time that I remember hearing some classmates debating the question in the library. “What is our purpose in life?” Several were going to be teachers and surmised that being a teacher was their calling, while others had no clue what they wanted to do with their lives and were only there because their parents told them they had to go to college. Isn’t college a place where you’re supposed to figure this stuff out?
I am one of the fortunate ones who knew early in life what my purpose in life was. I was the kid who always wanted to encourage and help someone who was hurting. I shared a story with you a while back while living on the South Side of Chicago that bears repeating. While in 5th grade, I had a classmate, Kevin, who was paralyzed from the waist down and in a wheelchair. He was disfigured and had only a few years to live. He was a large kid even as a 5th grader. Not many of the kids in our school talked with him because of the way he looked. I wanted to be his friend and had some great talks with him during recess. He shared with me one day that he always wanted to ride a bike. It was a dream for him.
Then one day I got an idea that I would help him to ride my bike. I would balance him on the bike while I held onto the handle bars and back seat. It was a Saturday morning when I rode my bike over to his house. I knocked on the door expecting his mother to answer so I could let her know of my foolish idea. To my surprise, Kevin answered the door. He told me his mom was at the grocery store and wouldn’t be back for a while. I told him of my idea and of course, he was all for it. He put his coat on and we proceeded to roll him out the front door to the front stoop. I was trying to figure out how I would get him to sit on the bike without it falling over. After all I didn’t want either one of us getting hurt. Being the creative kids that we were, we finally figured out a way to get my friend on my bike. It wasn’t easy and it took great effort on both of our parts to make it happen. I hung on for dear life as he managed to steer my bike all the while I tried holding him up and pushing the bike at the same time. The joy and happiness he expressed was heartwarming. He shouted and laughed, waving to his neighbors saying, “Look at me, I’m riding a bike!” He never fell off the bike and with all my strength I made sure he had the ride of his life. I’m not sure how long he and I walked up and down the side streets where he lived, but I knew I was helping someone fulfill their dream. Not long after that his mother drove into the driveway and rushed out of her car screaming at me for having her disabled son on my bike. I pushed the bike by the door stoop and she helped him into his wheel chair. She yelled at me and told me to go home. I felt pretty bad and walked my bike home, wondering what I had done wrong. It was a cool fall day with clouds and a fine mist starting to fall but it fit my mood of despair. I was too embarrassed to tell my parents what I had done and what Kevin’s mother had said to me. That was the last time I ever saw Kevin. His mother pulled him out of Algonquin Grade School and the last I had heard, he had passed away the following year. That’s when I realized as a 5th grader that I did have a purpose in life, and that was to help others who had dreams but needed my help in making them happen.
Since that day, I have helped thousands who have asked for my help in making their marriages work, dreams come alive, overcome hurts, create new lives, find themselves, repair relationships and end relationships. I have been blessed by helping so many people.
Are you trying to figure out what your purpose in life is and need help in doing so? Do you feel out of sorts because you need direction in your life? Do you want to fulfill a dream and need help in doing so? Are you afraid to make plans because you often change your mind and are not sure what the next step is? If you answered yes to any of these questions then give Dr. Mike a call he can help you!
Dr. Michael Brooks is the founder of Applicable Life Coaching and Counseling Services. His services are affordable, accessible, anonymous and available by appointment from the privacy of your own home. To avoid travel time and the comfort of home, many clients prefer to meet with Dr. Mike over the phone or via Skype. The convenience of this type of coaching is the most effective means of Life Coaching and counseling for those who live out of the Denver-metro area. Give Dr. Mike a call! You’ll be glad you did!