If there’s one thing that most Christians struggle with, it’s finding their mission in life. When we become followers of Jesus our whole worldview changes. For many of us it means that we just aren’t satisfied pursuing wealth, fame, or recognition. And if that’s where our jobs were heading, we find ourselves feeling very empty about our work.
But this presents a problem. God doesn’t always give us a clear mission. At least not in the sense that we’re looking for. God doesn’t always say, “yes marry this person.” “No, don’t take that job offer.” Sometimes he does, but a lot of times he gives us the freedom to choose.
In this series on mission I’ve talked a bit about how we go about finding our mission. While many of us may never have a specific mission some of us will. I didn’t realize it at first but R3blog.net was my specific mission. However that came with its own challenges. The first, and biggest, was what do I call this blog!?
I spent hours. Days. Maybe even months agonizing over the name. I knew I was supposed to start a website and talk about what it means to live out a life of faith. I just didn’t know what that looked like. And I certainly didn’t know how to name something. I figured if God was calling me to something I should make it perfect. After many hours I eventually decided on R3blog.net. I thought it was amusing. (I used to say R3: Radical, Revolutionary, Different – and the “D” was the third “R” and it was different because it wasn’t an “R”. Don’t worry, no one else thinks it’s funny either...) But I realize now that all it does is confuse people! Apparently I am not a branding genius.
Yet I believe God was more pleased with me acting than coming up with a clever name. (Of course I’m endlessly jealous of well named blogs like “got-fruit.net”.) But for me, my mission has never been about naming things. I don’t think this blog would be any better (or worse) if I had chosen another name. The act of faith was in the act of starting a blog, not in the act of naming the blog.
And you know what? After all this time, I still don’t know what to name it. I would have wasted nearly 3 years of work because I couldn’t come up with a name. I’d still be working on that. Sometimes our mission starts with action. It would be nice if it came in a nice little package. But it doesn’t. Sometimes mission is messy. Sometimes your mission is to just act in the now.
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