I haven’t fully fleshed this out into a complete essay (I don’t know that it warrents one) but the thought occured to me the other day that I’ve been looking at Purpose through my experience. I’ve always started at the point at which my memory started. Even though the verse says he “knew me before I was born,” I hadn’t adjusted for that in my brain.

So, God planned for me, assigned me a role, and as part of that assigned me a gender, as well as skill set, a heart with specific passions, and a mind with a specific point of view, and all the tools that I would need to  carry out the purpose for which I was built. What good would have come of my life if my purpose and tools didn’t match? How would God get anything done had he built all of us the same?

Sexually speaking (by that I mean gender) this point of view changes everything. You weren’t given a penis and then a purpose, your purpose was planned and then you were given the tools to fulfill that plan.