You were young and ambitious, looking forward to life, having clarity about your passion and desires… you knew exactly what you wanted to do.

There’s something priceless about youthfulness. You see possibility, you are ready to achieve exploits, conquer mountains… your mind is full of great dreams.

Exodus 2:11-12 One day, after Moses had grown up, he went out to where his own people were and watched them at their hard labour. He saw an Egyptian beating a Hebrew, one of his own people. Glancing this way and that and seeing no one, he killed the Egyptian and hid him in the sand.

The seed for the desire for Justice had been planted in Moses’ heart. His people’s situation bothered him.

Exodus 2:15 When Pharaoh heard of this, he tried to kill Moses, but Moses fled from Pharaoh and went to live in Midian, where he sat down by a well.

And then fresh from school, we begin to encounter the realities of life, doors close to us, we become aware of our limitations, and then it begins to dawn on us that what we desired seems farfetched.

Almost with no other hope, we take what life hands us…at least it provides some escape, a feeling of forward-movement, or so we think. Unknown to us, we have begun a journey into survival, a journey into mere existence.

Exodus 2:22 Zipporah gave birth to a son, and Moses named him Gershom, saying, “I have become an alien in a foreign land.”

Moses was resigned to his situation. He branded himself and his generations by his new set of circumstances.

What was supposed to be a place of temporary abode, soon becomes our permanent address – our place of identity. Something within us dies. We completely forget to dream, we forget our true identity, we settle.

Exodus 3:1-3 Now Moses was tending the flock of Jethro his father-in-law, the priest of Midian, and he led the flock to the far side of the desert and came to Horeb, the mountain of God. There the Lord appeared to him in flames of fire from within a bush. Moses saw that though the bush was on fire it did not burn up. So Moses thought, “I will go over and see this strange sight – why the bush does not burn up.”

Moses was going on with his daily routine, doing what he needed to do; but God comes and interrupts him – if only to catch his attention.

God, as long as He has marked us for a Purpose, will allow us to meander into our Midian; but will in His own time, take us through a process, a situation, a circumstance – that will realign us to His original purpose for our lives.

Exodus 3:10 “So now, go. I am sending you to Pharaoh to bring my people the Israelites out of Egypt.”

God had just interrupted Moses’ acquired lifestyle to set him back to what was once his burden.

Many times in the course of our lives we encounter difficulties in the pursuit of our childhood dreams, and then in helpless surrender, we abandon God’s purpose embedded in those dreams.

God was telling Moses, “I know you have settled, I know you seem okay, but this is not the Purpose for which I created you. Your mission is far from accomplished… go back… and do what I called you to do.”

And so He does with us… realigning us… sending us back… to do what we were created to do…to fulfill Purpose.

This past week after the release of the premiere of the YouTube channel Safarini with Judy Mzungu-Khakula, I had a nostalgic chat with a primary school classmate, Brian Makindu; and he reminded me, “You actually made it to TV on debates. That was a very big deal those days.”

That WhatsApp chat with Brian reminded me of a dream that I had to become a journalist. A dream that I lost when doors kept closing to me, and I resigned to fate – morphing from a Receptionist, to an Administrator, to a Sales professional, and finally a Marketing Manager. Quite honestly, I settled.

Something happened to me this past week. Judy Mzungu-Khakula came alive. It dawned on me that I had not poured out all of me. That there was still something about Communication that was beckoning me. My mission, my purpose – had been largely unaccomplished.

And so today, I want to encourage us who forgot our childhood dreams, who forgot what we were passionate about. It’s not over, as long as we still have breath in us. We can still go back to it.

There’s definitely going to be a price to pay, there’s going to be a learning curve, but nothing beats the feeling of finding Purpose.

We owe it to ourselves, and to our future generations to pour out everything that is inside of us. To give life and the world everything we have.

We must, at the end of the day, strive to hear “well done good and faithful servant” – and that will only come out of walking in – and fulfilling our Purpose.

Till then, it really is till then, it really is Mission Unaccomplished.

The journey must continue… Safari Njema.