What is your purpose?

Today at church the pastor was talking about Philippians 1:19-26. Paul, in prison, is writing to the Philippians and in this passage is talking about his reason for living (Christ) - you know that famous passage: to live is Christ and to die is gain. Well I wrote some questions down that I wanted to ask myself and I thought that they might be good for you to think about as well. When the sermon is posted I will post a comment on the blog with a link to the podcast. It was a very thought provoking sermon and I think gives a good (general) perspective for living life with purpose. Here are the questions that I wrote down...
What do you live for? Money, power, possession, relationships, pleasure, fame, travel, hobbies... In themselves these things are evil or bad. They just are not suppose to be our purpose for living and when they become so our world is off kilter and becomes meaningless.
What is your master passion?
What do you get up in the morning for? money, alarm clock, because you have to, coffee, etc.
Do you have reason and purpose for living or are you just existing?
Does your life matter? Do you live as if you make a difference?
What drives your decisions?
Do you live with joy because God has more for you to do?
Do you live because it is necessary for the body for you to be in fellowship with them?
Do you live in fellowship? All the law can be summed up in two commands: Love God with all your heart, mind, and soul. Love your neighbor. Do you actively love those around you, and live in relationship with them? Who would attend your funeral?
Is Christ the center or your life or is He just another thing that has a part that you include in a slot of time during your week?

As I have been feeling purposeless lately I felt this sermon particularly poignant. I feel like I have been just coasting along - getting up each day for no really purpose of value - either because I have to apply for jobs; joel got up and I would hate for him to come back home to me still in bed; there's a good book I've been reading; I can level up on Facebook... nothing that really matters to be or that is of any value. No wonder I've been feeling almost depressed. No wonder I'm exhausted and feel like life stinks right now. At least in Kalamazoo I had Thursday nights at the Healing Center to look forward to where people actually cared about Jesus and what God was doing in the world and I could be stirred up. Here I don't yet have that - I don't yet have people around me. If I died today, I don't think many people in Florida (if any besides Joel) would come to my funeral - all those people are back in Kalamazoo where I lived for 6 years - a location tied in first place for where I've lived the longest. And while I love that the people I met and grew to love from Kalamazoo (for whom I made this blog to keep in touch with) are reading the things I write, I don't hear your thoughts and comments and cares. This isn't equal to fellowshipping with you face to face. Almost like it keeps you in touch with me, but I am not in touch with most of you. I feel like I've been so consumed with surviving here and hoping we'll make our bills and our needs will be met that I haven't been living at all.

Pray for me that Christ might be my center, that I will find my joy in him and peace in him. That I have a community that grows around me, that is alive in Christ and that abides in Christ.