“Bloom where you are planted” is a familiar phrase. It’s a very pleasant idea but to me it raises a nagging question, “What does God want from me where I’m planted?” Or, put another way, “What’s the purpose of my life?”Living your whole life without any understanding of what you are here for is sad. It’s kind of like a fruit tree that appears healthy but never grows any fruit. It looks good, but it misses out on what matters the most.When you discover that your purpose is to show others the love of God in whatever place you are planted, then you will grow the fruit God has designed you to produce. Your attitude will change. You’ll be able to face disappointment with courage and accept success without pride as you reflect the love of God. Then you will truly bloom where you are planted!
Annnnnnnd we're back! Little hiatus there.
I have to say, this is a pretty big disappointment that the purpose of my life is to "show others the love of God," unless that's a euphemism for something, in which case, that sounds kinda sexy.
Note it's no mistake that this is common thread throughout most religions in history: It's not enough to just lie to your kids and immediate family about things you don't really know. You're mandated to go out and spread the great news to others. Why? Pretty obvious. The same reason the church is "against birth control." Gotta get as many subscribers as possible before logic and reason win out and you become another extinct religion buried in the mass grave that is mythology.
Also, God sure has a funny way of showing love. I generally don't give the people i love ultimatums backed with a threat of torture, but that's just me.