It was so simple. Go to school, get a degree, find a job.
Check.
Work, save lives, change the world, have some fun doing it.
Check.
Or not.
Maybe it was youthful ignorance, maybe we are a generation full of ourselves and think all of us can be world changers, maybe IWU's mandatory class was feeding us a crock of bull. Or maybe they were right, but it's surely not as sexy as it is presented. I can change my world of influence. I can work in hopes of influencing one or two people to make lifestyle changes that will save their life for a few extra years, and I can have some fun doing it.
I know that is true, but it seems so inefficient. I want the big boom Shaka laka change. I'm tired of the current system, the abused system, the same ol same ol. There's gotta be something more. Work is not my primary focus. There is no end goal, but to work another day in hopes of saving enough vacation time to get away from it for a while. That's not what calling should be, or better stated: that's not how I should approach my calling. I definitely need to work on my own attitude and feelings toward my job, career, vocation. Sure, I'll improve upon that, but still there's more.
The promise of more, the opportunity to do more, to be more, to influence in a different way. Never thought I'd say this, but even to influence as a stay at home mom has as I see it a greater good if you are putting out individuals into society who can contribute positive instead of negative effects. Talk about a hard job, raising children, living a marriage as an example of Christ and the church, working together toward a common mission, and doing the mundane laundry, cleaning, and feeding of people day in and day out. No one said it was sexy. No one said it was easy. Heck, I don't even know, I just surmise. I read a book.
On one hand I want this. I long for this as I long to be known and accepted for who I am from my Heavenly Father. Done, but it is the reminder I must give myself that it is truly done. Who would ask for that life, that responsibility? Most just fall into it by default. Most end up struggling to get by.
That's just it, we need good examples. We need people who are not settling for mediocrity in marriage and life. If only all of my co workers put as much time and energy into their families as they do into getting the next set of letters after their name, wow that would be world changing!
Well, that's my thoughts. Not much about my new found preference for muenster cheese, my insight into the best mountain bike trails in Houston, or that there really are no hills in Houston. Maybe next time.
