The Mission

“My Spirit will not always strive with man, for that he also is flesh; yet his days shall be one hundred and twenty years.”
Genesis 6:3

That’s it—our expiration date. One hundred and twenty years.

On one hand, that feels like forever. On the other, if I get the full time, I’m already halfway there. And that reality has a way of sharpening the question: What am I doing with the time I’ve been given?

I know what I don’t want my days to look like. I don’t want a rocking chair and endless movies. I want Kingdom business.

Last October, I had the opportunity to go to Mexico. I watched people use their gifts in the simplest and most beautiful ways—prayer warriors interceding for desperate hearts, barbers cutting hair, artists painting faces, servers handing out pizza and drinks. Everyone brought what they had.

What struck me most were the elderly women—frail, white-haired, struggling up hills, leaning on others for support. They were exhausted, huffing and puffing with every step… and smiling the whole time. Purpose does that. It keeps you alive.

I remember praying, “Lord, don’t let me sit down and never get back up. Let me be about Your business as long as I have breath.”

Purpose is what keeps that fire burning.

For a long time, I thought the will of God was some hidden mystery I might miss if I made the wrong move. I was afraid of ending up insignificant. I wanted my life to matter. I still do—but not for my recognition. For His.

Scripture tells us we had a destiny before we ever took our first breath:

“All the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be.” (Psalm 139:16)

God wrote a book about you.

We often think of ourselves as bodies having occasional spiritual moments, but Scripture tells a different story: we are spirits having a human experience. When you flip that perspective, everything changes. Life stops being about accumulating accomplishments and starts being about fulfilling purpose.

Some people were given a clear blueprint—like John the Baptist. Others, like Samson, knew their calling and still failed to steward it well. Gifts alone don’t guarantee faithfulness.

So what is our mission?

Jesus made it simple:

Love God with all your heart.
Love others as yourself. (Matthew 22:37–39)

Every command flows from those two. They aren’t easy—but they are clear.

You can live them out in a wheelchair or a hospital bed. With strength or weakness. With words or silence. What they require isn’t ability—it’s surrender.

It isn’t easy.                                                                                              It will cost you your life.
But the reward is Him.

And the trade is an eternal upgrade. It is like trading in your Tonka Truck for a decked out, fully equipped Ram.

When your days are finished, you will return home. The only question is whether you’ll hear, “Well done,” or stand there realizing how much more could have been lived.

Sure, it’ll cost you. Anything worth having will. But it will be worth it all.

So here we are.

Your mission—should you choose to accept it—begins now.