Tomorrow I turn 23. To be honest, I never thought I would make it this far. Between the reckless driving (wink wink) and the overwhelming number of times I had the same sickening thought, "I'm in serious trouble".. well, they all equal a solid "I really shouldn't be here".
Many say fate is what guides us along, that destiny will show us the purpose of life. So we long and look, waiting for that perfect moment, with that perfect person. To find the one passion that defines us and infuses us with life - for that is to find the meaning of life.
The Greeks only asked one question when a person died, "Did he live with passion?" For passion, is what makes life worth living.
I met a man in a coffee shop the other day, dying of cancer. With sadness, he looked back over his life, wondering if it mattered at all. Oh, he had plenty of passion, and had found success. But as he talked about his exploits and all the dignitaries he had met, there was an emptiness deep inside that he could not explain.
The world has much to say to a twenty-three year old. Now is the time to get married, you know, start on the path to success, and goodness gracious please leave your adolescence behind!
It makes me smile, for Someone has already defined me.
The Greeks were right; without passion, there is no life. But what is passion without a worthy purpose? A dangerous combination.
He who is Life has found me, and infused in me a passion that my heart cannot explain. The hands of fate are my Fathers, and He gently pushes me along the path of righteousness. My destiny is so much higher than the stars, for one day I shall reign in heaven!
I am twenty three. Married to the Lamb who gave His life for me - storing up riches in heaven never seen by the eyes of men. Loving Him is my passion, my purpose to shout the praises of Him who gave me what this world never could.
La Heim! La Heim! Wherever it leads!
