Calling – it’s an interesting thing, isn’t it?
When I was young I had probably too many callings. Music, school, travel, ministry, writing, work, relationships. I’ve always been a bit ADD, so all of these little pieces added up to me being a bit of a jack of all trades. And I loved it. I’m good at a lot of things – but never took the time to hone into being great at one of them.
Now that I’m middle aged (um, how did THAT happen???), I’m realizing just what a calling demands. What faith requires. How our life decisions add to – or frustrate – those callings. That having a calling requires me being all in. Completely focused. It has to be a priority in my day.
Which makes it easy for me to feel like I ‘have’ to put my house in order before I can do what I’m called to do. That I have to figure out a way to balance all of the demands of adulthood and business-ownership before I can even start on a calling.
Have you felt the same?
Everyone who knows me knows that I LOVE personality tests. The ideas of how our personalities drive us. My personality is hooked on encouragement, ideas, starting projects, seeing potential.
I’ve had visions of my calling throughout my life. Little glimpses of clarity. But doesn’t it make sense that if I was given the vision, then I should trust that God’s taking care of those details that make me feel trapped?
And, if you’re like me and you feel overwhelmed with adulting, how do you hone back in on your calling? If a vision is fading, how do I get the vibrant colors back? How do you get a calling moving back into the direction you need? Why would I second guess what is gnawing at my heart?
I know that if there is a plan that God has, he’s going to make it a reality. My vision could become someone else’s vision if I don’t make the move to participate.
The more I think about that, the more it’s frustrating … what did I miss out on?
I was feeling frustrated last week – no vision really seemed to be taking up my heart-space. No deep yearning to do something with longterm value. I felt behind at work. I felt like I could never dig out from under my email. I wanted to go for a walk. I wished that I had brought one of the dogs along on our trip to make those walks a bit more often and a few more steps.
…but then I realized that this week ahead is full of people who are creative. People who are going after their calling. Who have flashlights to help maneuver the times when my vision has dimmed.
The clocks re-set this weekend. Maybe this is my re-set as well.
This morning, I just had to pray for a rebirth of my vision. That I can take the time to listen to that Voice and pray that I can see where my path is leading. I’m sure it’s one less traveled, but I’m confident I’m equipped with shoes for that journey.
Are you in the same boat? What do you need to do to sail to the right port? How can we be more supportive of each other in their calling?
Let’s lock arms and support each other, even when our dreams seem crazy. I’m convinced God put them there for a reason…
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