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For Such a Time as This

By on Nov 9, 2011

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Ever wonder what exactly you’re meant to do? I’m sure you have; we’ve all conjured up ideas and theories at some time or another. Even those of us with the most strategic of plans have had to stop and wonder if we were, in fact, scaling the right tree.

I’ve been reading the Book of Ester over the last few days and it left me pondering the following: Are my steps really ordered?
Ester was a young orphan woman of Jewish descent (which she was forced to conceal) who was pruned and primed to King Xerxes liking. For nearly a year, she and a bunch of other women endured a grueling training to become the next Queen. Now unlike the masochist women who participate in today’s shows like “The Bachelor” or “Flavor of Love,” this story implies that the women were not given a choice as to whether or not they wanted to participate, they were commanded to do so. Eventually, Ester rises to Queendom and her newly appointed position and influence over the King results in saving the lives of Jewish people across the kingdom.
Can you imagine the headlines: “Jewish, Female, Orphan turned Queen saves the lives of many”.
Today is one of those days where I really have no idea where my life is going. I’m female, black, not and orphan, but from a less than privileged background, pruned and primed to be a solid citizen through multiple educational institutions, now wife and mother (by choice), but still unsure as to whether I’m living the big picture. Have I already served my purpose and has that time passed? Is the time Now? Or am I still being pruned and primed for something to come?
I know that I’ll never know for sure until I’m laying on my death bed reflecting on my life (if I’m lucky enough to dodge dementia). With the pages of my life flipping and flashing, I imagine that I’ll lift my pointer finger in the air, the image will freeze, and with my last breath I’ll exclaim, “Aha, It was all for such a time as this!”
When have you felt as though your steps have been ordered? What’s your story?
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