This was what I wished I could have entitled this article. I wish I had, like so many others, already figured out my life at 25. But the reality was different.
A quarter of my life had officially gone by last week. To be honest, I didn’t feel like celebrating my birthday with all the others things that were happening in my life. But, like with every year, I spent a considerable part of that day reflecting on some big questions about what’s happened in my life so far.
My reflection this year had thus been the most pressure-filled one yet. One reason had to do with the quarter life thing. What have I achieved in the last 25 years? Another reason had to do with thoughts about the future. What could I actually achieve in the next decades?
Though hesitant at first, I’m writing this because I know that I’m probably not the only one whose felt this way. No matter what age you’re in or turning into, there will always be a question on existence and purpose. The demand of figuring out life is so high inside of us, and even more so outside.
It seemed like people have already figured out their lives, while I haven’t just yet. You hear of these stories of how teenagers make it big even before they turn 18. Even the bookstore doesn’t life. Try counting the number of self-help books that have promised you ways to figure things out (some have also landed on my shelf).
There are days when I ask (more of demand) from God, “God, can’t you just give me the shortcut answer? What is the end to all of this? I’ll obey, I promise, just tell me what it is!”
But He never answers. I could even imagine Him probably laughing at my self-entitlement as I asked.
Because of all these reasons, I have yet to still figure out my life. Twenty-five came by, I felt like I just walked right through a door that I couldn’t turn back from, and life resumed. But as a newly turned 25 year old, here’s what God has taught me in the week that had gone by:
No one has figured it out either.
If there was one thing that no one’s figured out, it would be the whole rendezvous of how our lives would unfold. We can only predict and plan, but we have no say on how our lives will turn out.
You hear of super athletes dying of a sudden heart attack, or even millionaires losing everything in the course of a day. And more than anything, man has yet to determine the ending to his story. Up to this say, no one has known the time, day, or manner that they would depart from this world. So plan as we might, there will always be certain things we will never be able to figure out.
And he said, ‘I will do this: I will tear down my barns and build larger ones, and there I will store all my grain and my goods. And I will say to my soul, “Soul, you have ample goods laid up for many years; relax, eat, drink, be merry.”’ But God said to him, ‘Fool! This night your soul is required of you, and the things you have prepared, whose will they be?’
Only God has.
God is our creator. He knows exactly what He made us to do. (So why not ask Him?) He desires to tell us what we were made to do. Our job is simply to love, listen, and obey He who created us when He calls.
Sometimes I wonder why He couldn’t just tell me the whole plan He laid out for my life. Then I realized how much He knows me so well. He knows that if He told me that plan in one sitting, several things would happen–
One, I wouldn’t be able to take it.
Two, I still wouldn’t be able to figure it out myself due to the vastness of it.
Three, I wouldn’t speak to Him or depend on Him as much (which He won’t like.)
It’s not our job to figure out our lives, that’s God’s job. What man can think of in terms of years, God can think in lifetimes, generations, and eternity. And as long as we know that His plans for our lives are an outpour of His great, deep, and wide love for us, then we’ll be alright figuring out life with Him.
No eye has seen, nor ear heard, nor the heart of man imagined, what God has prepared for those who love him.
1 Corinthians 2:9
Here’s looking at you, 25.