God knows me and calls me by my name.…
God has created me to do Him some definite service;
He has committed
some work to me
     which He has not committed to another.
I have my mission—I never may know it in this life,
     but I shall be told it
in the next.

Wilder Books

Living Your Life or Someone Else’s?

Ever asked yourself that question?

Are you living your life or someone else’s?

Silly question?

And thinking it impossible to live another’s life?

Humor me. For just a few minutes, please.

From childhood, we learn by mimicking, listening, reading, studying the words and actions of others. We learn too from experimenting with tools, ideas and attitudes: Ideas, attitudes and dreams of others.

The goal being to assimilate those which fit, discarding those which don’t so that we become the human being we were created to be. To fulfill a mission uniquely our own.

It’s no small thing, figuring out just exactly why we are here, at this time, in this place, all seven billion of us. In this ‘information’ culture where we are saturated with the reality of disasters of epic proportion, distinguishing our own from that of another is no easy task. We are wired to care, to love, to want to ‘fix.’ Consequently, when faced with the unhappiness of another, or many others, our natural response is one of compassion. But always the choice looms: Of living your life or someone else’s.