What are you passionate about? What have you spent time studying? Perfecting? Enjoying?

Pilot can tell from the sound of an engine, what kind of plane is overhead. Once the plane is in view, he can tell you pretty much, everything there is to know about it. He’s passionate about planes, and flying.

Me? I hear the same engine whine. I look up. Two wings? Larger than a bird? It’s a plane! (Now, let an Apache chopper fly over, and I can definitely identify that bad boy by it’s sound, and sight.)

Pilot can pick up an instrument and teach himself to play it rather quickly. No problem.

Me? I took piano lessons in elementary and junior high school. The day my instructor handed me one of Mozart’s masterpieces, you know, the ones where the left hand and the right are playing two completely different songs, I begged my parents not to force me to go back. Much to my piano teacher’s great relief, I am sure.

Now, both Sissy, and Butter played in their school bands. My dad played in the Navy’s band as it marched across the Oakland Bay Bridge, the day the bridge opened. Musical talent abounds. It just got all used up before I was born.

I have a heart for mission work, and contemplated becoming a foreign missionary. That is, until I took two years of Spanish in high school and two semesters in college. I realized I am not a linguist. Yo no hablo Espanol.

So what am I passionate about? What do I have a spark for? A light? A shot to the heart?

There are several things, but if I was forced to choose one, besides my passion for Jesus, it would have to be writing. Writing is something I have enjoyed, loved, and created since I was a wee lass. Writing is something I believe God has placed inside me. I believe it is something he wants to use for his purposes and glory.

Sometimes, we humans falsely believe we are the ones who choose what we will like to do. Be good at. Enjoy doing. Have a passion for. But, to my way of thinking, we’ve got it backwards.

God is the one who knit us together in our mother’s womb. (Psalm 139) He is the one who placed the passion, the desire, the ability, inside us, to accomplish what he wants to accomplish through us. It is up to us to pursue that passion, or not.

I can’t identify planes like Pilot, or play an instrument like my dad. I can’t converse in any language except English. But God didn’t put those things in me. I am not going to moan about what I cannot do. I am going to celebrate what I can, and work at it with all my heart.

So, I ask you again. What’s your passion? What would you feel lost without pursuing? Figure that out, and go after it. Because you know what? That’s what God designed you to be passionate about. That’s what he created you to do.

For we are God’s masterpiece. He has created us anew in Christ Jesus, so we can do the good things he planned for us long ago.  Ephesians 2:10

I wish you well.

Sandy

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