What am I passionate about? What do I want to do from this day forward? What can I do now that I have done before to give me a sense of purpose?
Currently, I review payroll reports. Pages and pages of reports. I don't know. Maybe I'm looking at it wrong but as much as I try to be passionate about what I am doing it just isn't happening.
For a short time when I was going to school for physical therapy I worked in the hospitals and clinics. I worked with people who were injured and in need and they trusted and depended on me to help them get better. Often times their lives had been turned upside down and they desperately just wanted to get back to normal. I helped them along that journey and I have to say it was the most rewarding feeling most days. Other days, it was tough with little progress, but whenever I would hear the words "thank you so much for helping me" it lifted me and gave me a sense of purpose. I miss those days a lot in that way.
For the past several years I have been working in the world of collecting, paying, receiving, and now auditing. I try not to complain too much because I do have a job. The monotony of it however, makes me feel like on most days that I am trapped in room with walls made of paper with a clock ticking the minutes of my life away. I know that I have to make a living but sad to say I feel like I am working to survive and often don't feel like I'm really living at all.
At this point in life I am well past the age of, "When I grow up I want to...." For me to make a change now would be a huge leap of faith. The biggest question that I have been asking myself right now over and over is, what would I want to do? And that is something I continue to pray about.
I think God's purpose for us is truly what drives our souls and it is our passion for certain things that leads us to our purpose. He instilled in us a passion for those things and formed each of us with His purpose for us in mind. A lot of times though I set those things to the wayside and fall into the everyday repetitive motions. Before you know it the sense of purpose is gone.
I don't want to live the rest of my life communicating with paper all day. I want to be what I was meant to be. I want to know that I am making a difference.
I will continue to seek for that and I think that when the time is right God will finally open up that door that I've been pounding on for so long and show me the way.
Thing to remember: Keep seeking, keep asking, keep knocking.