I have always assumed it is easy for people who have suffered some kind of ordeal or bear a scar on their soul to find a life purpose; something driving them to the point that their soul aches to devote every ounce of energy to it. These heroes obviously operate, in an empowered way, from those wounds instead of surrendering to them. They disable the affliction, not the other way around.
I envy that deliberate sense of purpose. It is what I am looking for.
Of course, it might not be so deliberate. I have no way of knowing. "Difficult" is not a word I would use to describe my path in life up to, and including, now. But when I see a movie like Emmanuel's Gift I sit in awe of people who instinctively know their purpose. I feel challenged by the story's main character, Emmanuel Ofosu Yeboah, a Ghanaian man born disabled and destined to be the lowest of the low in his country. He turned the foregone conclusion of his life on its head and sparked a movement of change in his country with the simple act of riding a bike.
It is no mystery I am looking for an inspiration, a passion; something to fuel the fire. I am not complaining that my life has been devoid of struggle, trauma and hardship from which to draw that motivation, but I am wondering where to find a wellspring of it. It could be a sense of values and principles. It could also be loss or recognizing opportunity in an unexpected place. Whatever it will turn out to be, I hope I can do as much good with it as Emmanuel.
Watch this movie. You may just be inspired to do something simple that changes everything.