Purpose Personified | #MyFridayStory №334

Frans Nel
3 min readMay 31, 2024


A year ago, a large truck sped through an intersection and struck me while I was on my scooter.

The accident could have been fatal. But it wasn’t. I could have suffered multiple fractures or lost consciousness. But I didn’t. I could have endured massive trauma to my body or damage to my brain. But instead, I had a single, clean fracture of the left femur. That’s it. Besides some bruises and a few scratches from being catapulted off the scooter and landing on the road, I was fine.

I have always felt that I have a purpose larger than just myself on this planet. Except for a few wayward years, I have tried to move the needle in that direction. But that purpose became strikingly clear the day the chrome bull-bar of that truck hit me. As I lay there on the road next to the rear wheels and saw my scooter crushed under the front wheel, I felt the need to listen. I had no idea what to expect, but as I handed over the reins, a sense of calm and comfort followed.

The road to recovery from a broken femur is long, and progress is often slow. It is an injury that requires help from others. You can’t do it alone. The three weeks lying in traction awaiting surgery, and the months of recovery that followed humbled and tempered me. Without the independence that walking provides, I was reduced to relying on the compassion and kindness of others. This past year created the perfect conditions to be purposefully contemplative and reflective.

Looking back, it’s not as if only one or two incidents created the space for learning, but rather a series of events that provided a fertile environment.

We are complex and fickle beings. We have a host of built-in biases and tricks intended to help us make quick survival decisions. Unfortunately, despite our neurological advancements, modern-day homo sapiens still struggle with the unintended consequences of this rapid decision-making process. For example, we tend to pre-judge people using only a sliver of information, often unconsciously and unintentionally.

If our minds can fool us so easily, we must become aware of this tendency and counter it with more useful behaviours. Stop to consider your perceptions and test if they are helpful, kind, and balanced. Can you entertain new ideas while still loosely holding onto your own beliefs? Are you open to changing your mind when faced with sufficient proof or facts? Keeping an open mind helps you consider all the options and find the best solution possible.

A conscious daily effort is helping me break down many of the barriers my past beliefs created.

Something shifts when you commit to living out your purpose. Besides becoming contemplative and introspective, you open yourself to the possibilities that present themselves. As a grandparent, I have always considered it an honour and a privilege to be involved in another person’s life. Last month my baby Granddaughter was born. She is home now after spending a month in the hospital. She is perfect and beautiful in every way possible. When I held her in my arms, I cried.

I cried tears of joy and tears of sadness. Sadness because life is not always easy. But mostly joy because it can be beautiful and majestic beyond our wildest dreams. As I stared at her face, taking in her little nose and pouting mouth, with her dainty hand holding my finger, I realised how God’s timing was beyond question. The world can be a nasty place, not suitable for children. My purpose as an adult is to do everything I can to make the world a better place for my children and their children’s children.

Purpose personified.

Have a great weekend and please remember to be generous! 😄

As always, thanks for reading. 🙏

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