To what do I aspire?
It seems a popular question for our times.
This is not only a question for young people. I hear it in a variety of forms from quite a variety of generations. Especially, it seems, at this graduation time of year.
“What is my passion?”
“How can I live a life of significance?”
“What do you want to do with your life?”
“Does God have anything left for me to do?”
These are huge and sometimes tumultuous questions because there’s often a closet full of emotions hiding just behind the question. Oftentimes, fear and anxiety or doubt and regrets loom large over the one pondering life and their place in it. And so, at times the question is left unexplored because of the potential time and mess necessary for sorting out the truth from the lies.
I understand. I’m sure I’ve asked all of these questions on a number of occasions. And I’m also sure I’ve found myself in a tangled mess of truth and lies at various times. But God offers light, direction and wisdom when we seek Him.
And so I appreciate today the word placed before us for this Five Minute Friday writing challenge because I need to wrestle internally with the answer to this question. More to the point, I need to admit to myself that I am wrestling before God continually with this question.
Do you as well? Wrestle, I mean.
To what do you aspire?
At 60 years of age and retired, I am just now embracing the truth of myself. I’m a natural born communicator. That means I like to talk. But it also means I want to hear. I live for the joy of a two way exchange.
Its been proven over a lifetime that I am quite at home with people gathered around encouraging words and life stories. The regular daily interactions with people just fuels me. To hear your story of who you are and how you got here and where you might be headed; well friend, this is my passion!
It’s high time I own it. This is how I’m wired. God knew before I could ever speak a word that this is who He designed me to be. And He’s a refining fire. God is always teaching me more and more about when to speak and when to get quiet. He’s at work in me to be a more purposeful listener. And He’s teaching me how to ask better questions.
And so, I’ve flown past the 5 minute mark, but I believe I’ve experienced a breakthrough by way of this pondering and writing activity. I just remembered the great commission to which Jesus called each of His followers.
In conclusion, whether I have another day or thirty more years, I aspire to one day slip through the veil of eternity and find myself in the exhilarating embrace of Jesus. And I want to hear, through His proud and toothy grin, these words, “Well done. Welcome home!”
Eyes on Jesus… you’re shining!
Thank you for the word, Kate! I’ve been pondering many aspirational thoughts since late last night. Just now though, I have joined a fabulous community of faith writers in setting my timer for 5 minutes and simply forming pondering thoughts into words on a page.
I apologize once again my pondering took me past the 5 minute mark.