Declare it out loud

If somewhere were to ask you right now to describe your vision statement for your life, what would you say?

This has been on my heart lately.

I remember my first real job interview in healthcare.   I was still training to be a nurse and I had an interview to work as a health care aid while I was still in school.  I highly underestimated this interview.  I sat in front of a panel and was grilled with one question after another that had nothing to do with health care, but rather personality.  At the end of the interview, I was asked what the mission statement was for the hospital.  Although I had walked past the mission statement sign countless times, I had no idea what the mission statement was. My twenty-one year old self thought that was a ridiculous question, but thankfully I kept my opinion to myself. I did get the job, finished my nursing and twelve years later, I still work at that same hospital.

But I have never forgotten that interview.

Mission statement-a formal summary of the aims and values of a company, organization, or individual.

One evening a few months ago, I was feeling overwhelmed.  Life can have so many demands and pressures as a wife, mother, nurse, friend, good neighbor, etc.  Add in the struggle to walk the straight and narrow; some days it just feels like the bar is always a little bit too high, in sight but out of reach.

It was in this moment, that I just started declaring out loud what I want my life to be.  This is where my mission statement was first created.  I declared out loud who I am and what my purpose is.  It does evolve but the foundation of it stays the same.

My mission statement

“Jesus is my Lord and Savior and I will put Him first.  I am a woman of integrity.  I am loved immeasurably and saved by grace.

I do honor my husband and support him.  I choose to love him every day and to be faithful to him, and build him up and pray for him.  When I mess up, I am humble and apologize to him.

I am a loving and gentle mother to our daughters.  I will not yell at them.  When I mess up, I will show a humble heart and apologize to them.  I lead them with godly integrity and teach them to how to grow up being strong, independent women who know their worth and that they are immeasurably loved by God.

I am a friend, sister, daughter, neighbor, co-worker who loves and is kind and generous.  I will encourage others.

I will invest in my health.  I exercise and choose to eat foods that honor my body.  I will listen to my body and give it rest when it is needing rest. I teach our daughters to honor their bodies and to treat them with respect.”

Having  your own personal mission statement gives you clarity and direction for your life. 

I challenge you to write one out.

When you start to wonder or lose focus, read it out loud and remind yourself who you are and what you are fighting for.  Let go of the things in your life that do not line up with your mission statement.

As a Christ follower, my foundation needs to be Christ. As a human, I do lose focus of this. I need a daily reminder to reset my focus for that day. Because even with the very best of goals and intentions, if you do not have a crystal clear daily vision, you will wonder off course. It is human nature to take the path of least resistance. It takes intention to live a God centered life of purpose.

Do not waste this beautiful gift of life. Show up daily, be intentional and set your course and follow through. No one loves mediocre.

Be exceptional.

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Published by sarahandthedustyroad

I am married to Matt, and a mother to our three beautiful girls. I am an ER nurse and a Jesus follower. I love adventure and excitement and strong coffee.

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