There is a purpose for every season under heaven…(Ecclesiastes 3).
Do you feel purposeless or insignificant? Do you feel broken or lonely? Do you feel like darkness is your only friend? Do you often feel the weight of the world on your shoulders, but feel powerless and insecure to do anything about it? Do you often think of crawling into a hole rather than face reality?
If any of these are true, this blog is for you. And I am here to tell you that YOU ARE PURPOSE.
Let me take a step back and introduce myself. My name is Mary Beth and I am…. Wait. Before I go into the background that gives me some credibility to this writing, which for some readers may seem peculiar and an awfully dark way to start, by saying that I am defined by me. That’s it. Period. These experiences I will share and credentials I hold help shape who I am. But they do not define who I am. I am me. God gave me breath and life and I had purpose and have purpose long before I ever had any life experiences.
To continue with characteristics that shape who I am and shape why I felt the need to write this blog; they are as follows: a mother, a sister, a daughter, a wife, and a friend. I have my Masters in Social Work and have been working in the field (such an odd term to describe what is really just LIFE!) for over ten years as a parent educator, home visitor, behavioral consultant, case manager, clinical counselor, and supervisor with children and parents from babies all the way to counseling college. Currently, I work part-time as an online professor of general psychology, social psychology, counseling, human growth and development, and wellness for life. You may be unfamiliar with that last course, but it is fairly new and is a great course covering the wellbeing of an individual holistically – mind, body, and spirit.
This brings me back to my first remarks about who this blog is for. It is for those who feel lost or broken and yearn to feel whole again. I don’t write this just as a professional with the head knowledge of “advice” to share, but from a personal perspective having dealt with the tragedy of depression myself and the experiences of those points mentioned above. I write this to share there is hope and that your purpose comes in a myriad of ways, even when you don’t feel it or don’t see it. It is still there. You have purpose. It changes like the seasons, but it is still there.
“There is an appointed time for everything. And there is a time for every event under heaven—
A time to give birth and a time to die;
A time to plant and a time to uproot what is planted.
A time to kill and a time to heal;
A time to tear down and a time to build up.
A time to weep and a time to laugh;
A time to mourn and a time to dance.
A time to throw stones and a time to gather stones;
A time to embrace and a time to shun embracing.
A time to search and a time to give up as lost;
A time to keep and a time to throw away.
A time to tear apart and a time to sew together;
A time to be silent and a time to speak.
A time to love and a time to hate;
A time for war and a time for peace.
…He has made everything appropriate in its time.”