Stick Trains (and the Power of Purpose)

I am marveling at....

The Power of Purpose

We all need it. Whether we know it or not, it drives us onward. When the way gets rough and the terrain gets tough, it keeps us going.

Purpose.

This was driven home the other day in a refreshing, and may I say "cute" way:)

Our kids were home from hither and yon (most of them anyway). It was of course, delightful.

We decided to take a family hike at the nearby hiking trails at Parklands. The air was brisk, the sun was poking through the clouds and it was fun:)

The baby slept peacefully wrapped snuggly next to mamma. The two little girls, ages 2 and 3, tromped along like little troopers. For a while. Then they decided to dawdle or go off course, however their sweet little curious minds took them.

Our son quickly grabbed a long, narrow branch. He gave each of the little girls a "job". They were to help hold it up...to be a "choo choo" and help the train keep moving along the trail. They each had their assigned spots. Daddy (or U. Justin) was the engine. Grandma eventually became the caboose. And they were the cars in between. It was genius.

With purpose and a sense of team work they kept on course and the hike was a great success:)

And so it is with each of us. As we come to understand our Spirit led purpose in life, and see our role in the teamwork of the family of God, we are driven forward, with joy and perseverance along the track of life, heading for our heavenly destination.

So thank you sweet grandgirls for teaching grandma an object lesson she will not soon forget.

You are some of my favorite little troopers in the world and I love to hike life's path with you. May your God given purpose become more defined, realized and pursued as you grow older in body and Spirit.

As may it be with us all!!

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