The Damascene Moment

There are moments when purpose does not arrive gradually.
It interrupts.

Not loudly.
Not violently.
But decisively.

A moment when the story you were certain you were living is quietly arrested, and something truer steps into the light.

The Damascene moment is not about correction of behaviour.
It is about interruption of certainty.

It arrives when God touches the assumptions beneath your obedience - the narrative you thought was faithful, the trajectory you believed was assigned, the direction you assumed was settled.

Until then, purpose remains filtered through self-authored meaning.
Even sincere devotion can still be governed by personal interpretation.

Revelation requires interruption.

In that moment, clarity does not come through explanation.
It comes through surrender.

The ground shifts - not because you were wrong, but because you were incomplete.
What you meant to do gives way to what God meant all along.

This is not humiliation.
It is mercy.

God interrupts privately so purpose can be revealed without performance.
The unveiling happens away from applause, instruction, or strategy.

Here, certainty loosens its grip.
Control falls away.
And identity is received rather than defended.

The Damascene moment does not tell you what to do next.
It reorders who you are aligned with.

Purpose is no longer reasoned.
It is received.

And from that point on, life may look quieter - but it carries weight.

Because what is revealed by God no longer requires confirmation from man.