[I haven’t spent anytime writing lately. My time has been buried in finishing up overdue projects, and embarking prematurely on others. I have lots of thoughts and ideas, things that swirl in my head, until one idea becomes part of the other. I am going to attempt to write more this week…but no promises]
I have this blessed curse I live with. I have lots and lots and lots of great ideas, that I’m certainly passionate about. I want to save the children, and their parents. I want to stop divorce, and help parents who have gotten divorced. I want to help women who have husband’s deployed. I want to speak truth into the lives of teenagers, and love on the ones that have no families. I want to speak, and write and train and educate. All my want to’s are so exhausting–and overwhelming.
This weekend I watched a documentary on Justin Beiber–yes, because I wanted to. (I have somewhat of a cougar crush on that kid, sick, I know.) I was amazed and envious of the fact that since he was little he knew his purpose was music. His passion for music is why he lived and breathed. He knew exactly what he wanted to do, went after it, and is now fulfilling his dream–and doing it well.
A family friend graduated from medical school a few weeks ago. His father said that when he was little and asked what he wanted to be when he grew up, at three years of age, he would answer, “A doctor.” Now in is twenties, he beat the circumstances he was dealt (and they weren’t pretty) and accomplished exactly what he always knew he was born for.
Weekly I read blogs and they are clear and concise, and I know EXACTLY what message the writer wants you to embrace. But not me. Sigh. This girl is alllll over the place. So I’ve been in diligent prayer about who I am, what my purpose is right now, and what to do–oh what to do!!–with alllll these ideas.
I am grateful that God gave me such a compassionate heart. I often wonder how Jesus kept his purpose in check. He came to fulfill the Father’s message, and that often manifested in several different ways. Everyday I have to just slow down, take a deep breath and try to accomplish what I am supposed to for that day. But sometimes, that’s hard enough.
Do you know exactly what you are meant to accomplish? How did you know and what are you doing to make it happen?
Share your thoughts!!!