The organization we’re with has a purpose statement for the area we’re assigned to. We have an overall mission statement but in our singularly focused area of ministry, we also have a statement defining our purpose. It says, in part:
“The primary purpose of an Adult Rehabilitation Center is the spiritual regeneration and rehabilitation of men who have undergone a process of disaffiliation from those significant ties, which enable individuals to take advantage of the opportunities and cope with the tribulations of everyday life….The center affords them the opportunity to gain insights into their problems, while acquiring self-respect, and to develop moral and spiritual principles of conduct and habits of industry that will enable them to gain purpose and meaning in their lives.” The Purpose Statement of an Adult Rehabilitation Center of The Salvation Army
With purpose comes intention. Or should. In our efforts to provide care for the men who’ve come in our doors, we are intentional about the meals we serve them, about the activities we offer. We intentionally seek to show them their lives have purpose, even in a broken state.
A friend of mine has recently developed a personal mission statement. Some have these for their blogs. Some groups and workshops recommend it. I can see the value it can provide for the writer and reader.
But I wonder about a purpose statement. I wonder if I’d be as inclined to be intentional with a personal purpose statement as we are with one for our mission?
If I look at my intentions, perhaps it will reveal a purpose I’ve not defined. One that is intent on offering encouragement to others. To be a good friend. To look for God in the every day ordinary. To point others to His grace and compassion.
I learn and hone my skills on purpose.
What would the world around us look like if we lived more with God’s purpose? His mission to love the least and the lost? Yes, let’s do that. On purpose.