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Topic: Purposefulness (Purpose in Life) (05/25/06)
TITLE: Sharing Purposes
By Joy Chitsey
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Memories flooded Monica’s mind as she listened to her mom’s story. “I need to share with her. Could it be that my experience had a purpose? Dear Lord, help me. Give me the words that will comfort my mom’s grief.”
Monica’s mom, Sandra, continued to rant. “I am going to take care of myself. I will pay my half of the bills. Your father… I can not even think about him without wanting to punch him in the nose.”
Monica scanned the digital clock as it flashed a new minute. The caravan of trucks and cars had disappeared from the night road. Monica switched the radio off and mustered her courage.
“Mom, I need to tell you something.”
Sandra stopped talking. “Okay.”
The first words tumbled out. “I know exactly how you feel because Randy did almost the same thing twenty years ago.”
Sandra stared at Monica’s profile. “I had no idea.”
“I know.” Tears ran down Monica’s cheeks. “This happened when Randy was going to Las Vegas so much. He met this couple who invited him to visit them in L.A. on one of his trips. I didn’t know they had a daughter until a package came through the mail. There were two Disneyland sweatshirts for the kids and a card.”
Monica’s voice gained confidence with each word. “At first, I thought it might have been one of Randy’s relatives until, I read further. I put two and two together and realized what was going on. I grabbed the box and marched into the house and called Randy at work and asked who this girl was. Then, I hung the phone up. I was too angry to talk.”
Monica glanced over and made eye contact with her mom for a brief moment and continued. “That night, Randy told me the whole story and assured me that nothing happened between them. I wanted to believe his story but it has been difficult to trust him again. The thing that broke my heart was Randy sharing my kids with someone else.”
Sandra rode in silence looking out the window at the distance house lights.
“Mom, I am glad that this happened to me because I do know how you feel. We must remember God does have a purpose for all things that happen to us.”
Sandra nodded and gave Monica a weak smile but it was a smile. The rest of the drive was quiet.
Monica thanked God for being able to comfort her mom in a time of crisis. Words from one of Monica’s favorite scriptures played across her mind:
There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven:
a time to be born and a time to die,
a time to plant and a time to uproot,
a time to kill and a time to heal,
a time to tear down and a time to build,
a time to weep and a time to laugh,
a time to mourn and a time to dance,
a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
a time to embrace and a time to refrain,
a time to search and a time to give up,
a time to keep and a time to throw away,
a time to tear and a time to mend,
a time to be silent and a time to speak,
a time to love and a time to share,
a time for war and a time for peace. Ecclesiastes 3:1-8 NIV
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