Something fascinating is happening on this journey.
While on the plane, I was watching “Hustle” on Netflix, a movie that I really enjoyed. Spoiler alert There’s a moment in the movie where Bo, a basketball player, is trained by Standley for 1-2 months to prepare him for the NBA. Standley paid for everything because Bo came from Spain and his family was very poor. Unfortunately, Bo failed for the second time and his chances to play in the NBA disappeared.
Bo promised to pay Standley back, but Standley replied, “No, are you kidding me? Training you for 2 months was the best months of my life.” Standley always wanted to become an NBA trainer instead of a scout. This experience cost him $5000-10000+ dollars, if not more, but it was still one of the best moments of his life.
Later, I watched “The Last Stand,” a docu about high school football in the middle of nowhere. There was a white woman who acted as an educational advisor. She primarily helped black students who had dropped out from all over the country. She understood the problems and traumas behind the students’ behavior and did everything she could to help them go to college. She visited classes, helped them with their homework, even when they didn’t do what they were supposed to do.
When asked why she was still there after 10+ years, she replied, “I never thought my path would be in a high school here in Mississippi. I had different dreams and goals, but this place here is where I make the most impact and change lives.”
Lastly, this morning a random YouTube video popped up on my feed about two white guys trying to offer families in Compton to cook dinner for them and eat it together. I usually don’t watch these types of clips, but for some reason I kept watching. After a while, they found a family to cook for, but apparently it was for 10 people instead of 4, so they tried to call for some extra help. This American cook, Andre Rush, who cooked for the White House for decades and is a multimillionaire cook with his own brand, heard about it. He offered to cook for them because he liked the idea.
This man traveled for about 8-9 months from home, was on a 19-hour flight back to LA, and went instantly to this family’s house to cook for them. No money, no fame, just because he loved it.
Now what do all these people have in common?
Purpose.
It’s something magical when I see it in other people, and not many have the privilege to ever find their purpose and do something they actually love. Especially doing things they don’t like doing, the mundane tasks because they know why they’re doing it.
It made me reflect on my own life. What am I actually doing to find that feeling again? I mostly focus on working to earn money so that I can experience other countries. And my job is nice, I love it. But helping students that are in trouble? Nah, go fix your own thing and don’t bother me. That’s not my natural state; normally I’m all in for other people. Maybe my sense of purpose has been fulfilled in this place and it’s time for a new challenge?
It made me think about Scripture as well
Eclessiastes 3:14 "I Perceived that whatever God does endures forever; nothing can be added to it, not anything taken from it. God has done it, so that people fear before Him
Our human longing to understand purpose, combined with the frustration of not being able to uncover that purpose, should lead us to fear God. Only he can give us that deeply satisfied purpose and it will be on His time only.