I’ve given a lot of thought to my new blog adventure. I’ve polled my friends for their thoughts and suggestions as well as their criticisms. I’ve played with the various formats until I finally found one I truly like. But, the most thought has gone into what to say in this first blog post.
My brain has bounced from one topic to the next; everything from telling the world a little bit about me and mine to the things I enjoy doing to even having a special “soap box” link within easy reach. But then I stopped and started truly thinking on what it is exactly that I want conveyed through this journey.
In order to reach this blog you either clicked on a link somewhere or you typed the URL in the address bar above but either way the phrase “a life of passion” was used. Simply put, this is what I want; a life of passion. But what does that mean exactly?
More thoughts on this caused me to consider the things I’m passionate about; photography and writing, but neither of those really exemplify what I mean. those are more just things I enjoy doing. The more I thought on this the more concerned I became.
We just finished a wonderful holiday season full of friends, family, gifts, love, and more food than most of us have eaten in the last year combined. But what about God? What about the reason we even have a holiday season to celebrate?
Has anyone else noticed that we spend more time at the end of each year fretting over what gifts to buy for people or on making our own “wish lists” than we do recognizing Jesus’ birthday? And then we turn around and start the next year by making resolutions, which seem to be nothing more than a list of “I want” which could really be chalked up to the beginning of our “wish lists” for the next holiday season. If this is supposed to be a time of giving then why do we spend so much time wanting?
Over the last few weeks I’ve found myself dreading the holidays because it means people being rude, way too much traffic, senseless fighting over petty, materialistic things. I have agreed 100% with my coworker who has said countless times that giving gifts and shopping should be banned for a few years because it brings out the worst in people. When my family began asking what I want I told them nothing, and I meant it. Yes, there are things I want but I have so much more than I need that to add to that seems selfish. But also, in the course of the last few weeks I found myself wanting to write again, to blog actually, but to do so with a purpose more than random meanderings of the mind. In revamping my blog I had to go back and ask myself what I want, really and truly, way deep down in my bones want. After much thought, prayer, and many conversations with many friends, I finally got an answer.
I want to live a true life of passion. I want an abundance of emotion for Jesus, my Savior. I want to teach my boys that it’s okay to love unashamedly One whose presence is more felt than seen.
passion; pas⋅sion; [pash-uhn]:
*any powerful or compelling emotion or feeling*boundless enthusiasm*an abandoned display of emotion*a deep, overwhelming emotion