Love: a calm sea
We all have a purpose in life.
A burning fire within, guiding our choices and shaping our lives.
Does that mean we are all destined for greatness?
And if we aren’t great, are we wasting our time?
My own purpose is simple— small.
It’s to help.
My children, my family first
But, also anyone
The weak and the hurting
The sad and the lonely
The scared and the hungry
The hopeless and the helpless
I know I can’t reach many and there is no greatness to be had, but my purpose remains clear:
To help some.
I’ll never change the world
I’ll never shape society
I won’t contribute to life-altering advances
Because my ambition is subtle— it's humble.
Maybe my small waves can create a current, a stream, a support
That presses others forward.
Because an ocean of ripples carries heavy ships afloat.
To those who are sacrificing and energizing and taking all the risks
I’m grateful for all you do.
To those, like me, making tiny moves
Our purpose may be small
But our impact is profound.
We are shaping a generation of thinkers and solvers
We are instilling hope and determination
We are here offering strength and comfort
Lean on us.
We are here.
Our purpose is to love.