I was thinking again on another travel day. Surprise, surprise! I was thinking through the various passions and talents of my squad mates and how much I have loved (or not) the various ministries during the race. It occurred to me that I haven’t really been overly passionate about any of my ministries this year. I have liked all of them, and enjoyed some quite a bit, but I haven’t been extra passionate about any of them.
I then started thinking about why I haven’t been passionate about anything. Even during grade school and high school, I would pick something up for a while, but I would never stick with it from a long time. At this point, my longest commitments have been playing soccer for 11 years (which I no longer do and did not throw my heart into. When the training was tough, I would try to get out of it in a lot of ways), and playing piano for 17 years (which I still enjoy, but don’t push to learn new things very often.
So why haven’t I ever stuck with something for a while, or never cared a lot for what was happening? Here’s my guess answer: everything has been rooted in either someone else wanting me to do it, or wanting to be good at a certain thing so others would like me better or think I’m “cool”. Music, and maybe theatre, would be the exception(s). I have absolutely loved playing music and worshiping God with it. I love playing guitar, and although I am more than willing to learn new songs, I’m much less willing to learn new fingerlings and strumming and picking. In theatre, sometimes I wonder if I only did it because I was good at it, instead of because I loved it. I know I loved it, too, I just wonder sometimes.
How do I find that passion for that thing that I love more than anything else? Why am I not passionate about God, and everything he is, says, does, and asks of me?
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