The Day Job Changed my Perspective on Purpose.

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This week I found myself asking a question many believers are afraid to say out loud:

“God, what is my purpose right now?”

Not in theory.
Not in a future dream.
But in the middle of exhaustion.
In the middle of confusion.
In the middle of not understanding why certain things are allowed.

Then I read chapters 9 and 10 in the Book of Job — and what I saw shifted everything.
At first glance, Job sounds like a man complaining. He questions God’s justice. He expresses confusion about his suffering. He wrestles with what feels unfair.
But buried inside his anguish is a revelation.

In Job 9:33, he says:
“If only there were someone to mediate between us…”

Job identifies a problem humanity had not yet fully understood.
The gap between God and man.
And here is the powerful part:

Job lived centuries before Jesus Christ.
Yet in his suffering, he prophetically articulated the need for a Mediator — the very role Jesus would one day fulfill.
What looked like complaining was actually revelation.
What sounded like frustration was actually foresight.
What felt like unanswered suffering was positioning him inside a bigger redemptive story.

And that’s when the Holy Spirit highlighted something to me:

Sometimes we think we are just surviving a hard season, when in fact God is shaping our understanding of eternity.
Job didn’t receive immediate relief.
He didn’t get quick explanations.
But his cry aligned with God’s eternal plan.

This changed how I see my own questions.
When I ask God about purpose… When I wrestle with timing… When I don’t understand why a season feels hidden…
Those prayers are not wasted.
They may not produce immediate answers — but they can align me with eternal truths.

Here is the hope:
God is never only working on the surface issue.
He is always working on something deeper.
Job thought the issue was suffering.
But the deeper issue was reconciliation between God and man.

We often think the issue is provision, direction, restoration, clarity.
But God is forming Christ in us.
He is deepening our dependence.
He is enlarging our capacity to understand Him.
And the most comforting truth?
God answered Job’s longing — just not in Job’s timeline.
The arrival of Christ was not random. It was the unfolding of generations of longing, prophecy, and divine intention.

That means this:
Your prayers are entering a story bigger than you.
Your confusion is not disqualifying you from purpose.
Your season of “I don’t understand” may actually be positioning you to see God more clearly than ever before.
Purpose is not always loud.
Sometimes it is forged in wrestling.
Sometimes it is revealed in questions.
Sometimes it is born in the tension between what you see and what God is doing behind the scenes.

If you are in a season where you cannot see your purpose, let Job remind you:
God may be answering you in ways that stretch beyond your current moment.
His timing is not delay.
It is design.
And if He wove Job’s anguish into the grand story of redemption, He can certainly weave your present season into something eternal and good.
You are not behind.
You are not forgotten.
You are not off course.
You may simply be in the middle of a chapter whose revelation is still unfolding.
Hello, I’m a mom of four as a self-employed business owner, I’ve learned how to juggle many roles, often feeling stretched thin, but my faith has always been a source of strength and guidance. Life hasn’t always been easy—marriage struggles and personal challenges have tested me, but each experience has deepened my faith and understanding of who I am. This blog is a space where I share my heart, my journey, and the lessons I’m learning along the way. I hope my story can offer encouragement and connection to theirs walking their own paths of faith and growth.

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