Here’s another lesson learned from Tattoos on the Heart and also from life. I have to admit, lately I’ve
been feeling drained. I haven’t been as close to God as I once was and the
effect has not been very good on me. I went to a boxing class the other day and
this morning had a flashback to last year in Belize when I “boxed” with a bunch
of little kids in the city. They had a blast, throwing punches at me, jumping
on my back putting me in a headlock, it was the most fun I could ever have in 100-degree
weather. Then it hit me, I know what I love to do, so why am I going into
college not following the heart God put in me, but instead following expectations
of the world? What I love is to write (obviously), I like law and might go to
law school, and I love working with kids. What I am going into college
expecting to take are “practical courses.” Then I realized something, I’ve got
one life to live here on earth and a few gifts given to me by God, it is my job
to find out what they are and to use them for His glory. For some people one
path may be right, but it isn’t right for me, I know what God gave me a passion
for, what’s wrong with simply following it? What am I waiting for, job
security, success? Well success isn’t always measured in results; often it can be
measured in joy and how close I am to God. If what brings me to God is reading
books, studying law, and speaking Italian then I better get a move on and do
those things. For so long we try to be something we’re not, when all God ever
made us to be was ourselves.
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