On the street one day I saw a small girl cold and shivering in a thin dress without much hope of a decent meal. I became angry and said to God,”Why do you permit this? Why don’t you do something about it?” He said nothing. I settled into my anger and went on with my day. Later that night, He suddenly said something to me, “I most certainly did do something about that little girl. I made you.”
Why did God make you?
Was it to ask your parents how they were doing this morning instead of, “I’m in a hurry. What’s for breakfast?”
Was it to help your little brother or sister get ready for school so they didn’t forget anything?
Was it to cooperate with your teacher so she could have a better day than yesterday?
Was it to smile and be polite to the checker on the other side of the counter instead of being another customer to ignore her?
Was it to say hello to somebody, sit next to somebody, pay attention to somebody or help somebody so they wouldn’t feel so alone?
Be mindful this month of why your God made you. There is a reason. You don’t have to go searching for it. You can decide it. You need to decide it if you, and possibly someone else is going to be hopeful, peaceful, happy or feel loved today.