There is something about the word "purpose" that makes me stand up straighter. It's a good word. Even the saying we used as a child "you did that on purpose" has a better ring to it as an adult than it did when I was a child. Maybe it's because I've come to realize that "purpose" has a wonderful definition. Here are a few of them.
1. the reason for which something exists or is done, made, used, etc.
2. an intended or desired result; end; aim; goal.
3. determination; resoluteness.
4. to set as an aim, intention, or goal for oneself.
5. to intend; design
6. to resolve (to do something): He purposed to change his way of life radically.
While we are on this subject of purpose, I want to share with your the purpose that I gave this piece I painted a couple of weeks ago. While rummaging through a local Salvation Army Thrift store, I noticed a box sitting high on top of a tall shelf. I had a few things in my hands and didn't want to put them down to reach up to pull that box down. I passed it by and continued to look at other things more on my level but I was drawn back to that box. I looked at it from a distance waaaay below it and considered what I might use it for. Nothing came to mind but it kept calling to me " take me down and look at me, surely I must have some purpose". I must admit I say that to myself at times "surely I must have some purpose". So, I put down the things I had in my hands (I actually had to set them on the floor because there was no available space), I stood on my tip-toes, stretched as far as I could reach, hooked the corner of it with my finger, moved it to the edge where I could grab it and pull it down. I almost put it back when I saw the price but something compeled me to take it anyway, after all it looked so lonely up there on the top of that shelf all by its self (wondering if it had purpose). I brought it home and put it with all the other things that are waiting to make it to my painting table. Looking through some patterns one day I happened upon a Terrye French pattern and wondered what I could use that pattern on, I remember that box. It finally made it to my painting table and yes, that old box did have purpose. I'm so glad I didn't pass it by that second time.