I’m the Director of Communications at a Christian school that runs a preschool through twelfth grade program. People ask me regularly, “What does that mean, exactly?”

I try to explain that the job is mostly marketing, a little public relations, a little human resources, a little bit copy writer, a little bit photographer/blogger, a little bit advancement, a little webmaster, and a lot of communicating with anyone and everyone connected to the school.

A shorter answer is, “I’m still trying to figure that out myself.” But I don’t always like to admit that.

All people seem to remember is that I run the school’s Facebook page. “She’s the Facebook girl,” they say. Which is okay, I guess. People don’t have to know what I do or how I do it, but I’d like them to.

Just last week, my husband found me in the kitchen, steamed up from something that happened over the course of my day. When he asked me about it, I threw up my hands and fumed, “No one knows what in the world I do!”

Of course, what I actually meant was, “I don’t know what in the world I do!”

I want the comfort of knowing. I don’t like the uncomfortable feeling of not knowing. I don’t like looking people in the eyes and saying, “I don’t know.” I want the assurance that if I do a, b, and c, then d will happen.

But that’s not real life.

We don’t get that kind of assurance when we parent or when we lead or when we change careers or start a new relationship. Life, unfortunately, doesn’t work that way. We don’t get a handout when we turn 18 that clearly and concisely lays out what we can do to be successful, fulfilled, loved, and happy. A lot of people disagree and encourage us to check certain boxes and for a successful and happy life. But, still, If we check all those boxes, we aren’t guaranteed anything.

As I was sitting in chapel last Friday, the PTO President tossed me a white t-shirt and called out, “I thought of you!” When I unfolded it, it had one and only word on it:

“Liked.”

I smiled for 10 minutes. This silly little reference to my role as the “Facebook girl” was one of the most spot-on gifts I’ve ever received. And it shifted my perspective.

Life isn’t about my job. Life isn’t about people knowing or seeing what I do. Life isn’t about figuring out how to be successful and well-liked. Life is about knowing that I am “liked” by a God who has it all figured out. When I get all wrapped up in what I’m doing, I lose sight of what God is doing (and what he has already done for me on the cross). I’m not the master of the universe. I’m a tool in His hands. I don’t have to worry about knowing how this all works out, because that’s not my job. It’s His. I don’t even need a job description, I just need to follow Him, one step at a time.

Daily accepting the fact that I can’t do anything on my own is a very good box to check, along with daily contemplating the fact that God loves me so much that he saved me. Other good boxes to check? Confessing my sin. Being thankful. Praying. Reading God’s Word. Helping those God has put in my life. Letting go of worry (Like, physically. Like, literally prying it out of my death grip).

Sometimes I have it all mixed up. I spend so much time trying to figure out this life that I forget that the most important stuff is all figured out.

The rest is just details.

Can I get a “like?”