Passion

What if we were all passionate about something positive? What if we acted on those passions? What if we all impacted the world? What if we truly changed the world?

This week at my church we are fasting and praying for a revial of Portland. It has been amazing to be around a group of people who are so passionate about God, about changing the way this city thinks about our creator. I have felt privialged to be able to pray for change and pray for a flood of believers in Portland.

Lets all find a passion. What is yours?

A question to ponder.

I went to pick out stationary the other day, and as I stood there I was overwhelmed by the amount of choices I had before me. All sorts of cards; some cards with colors on them, some with flowers, others with funky designs, and yet still more covered with animals and words. What one fit me best? I wanted the person who received the card to know that one was definitely from me. I wanted them to know that I had chosen that card for a reason. And as I stood in the middle of this aisle with people all around me I began to wonder who I was as a person. What do people see when they look at me? Do they first see the crazy red hair (that unwillingly to me is turning a little brown. I am terrified of this by the way.) or my smile, or do they just see a young woman with love handles she is trying to cover. I was interrupted in my thought process by an older man who simply said excuse me, but that’s all it took to snap me back into the store and into the cards. As the man walked away I wondered what card he would choose and as my eyes began to dodge the racks in front of me and follow him, something caught my eye. It was a feather, those seem to be very popular at the moment, and the feather sent me soaring into my thoughts again. Who am I? Where do I want to soar to? Yet again I was interrupted, this time by a young woman, probably my age, and I thought what does she see? Where do her eyes drift in this store? Is it to the section with beautiful papers and ribbons, or the cute Portland clothes and bags, or better yet is it to the organic book section? I found that in that instant I wanted to run out of the store and find myself. I wanted to survey every person I knew and ask them what they thought of me. Do we determine who we are by others standards or is it that we truly find the things we alone find fascinating and those determine who we are?

I'm here to stay

I have relalized I have become unhappy recently, something totally new for me. So I have decided to do something to change that. I think I am going to write a book. A book of questions that I can give to others but mainly so I can figure out who I am and how I want to impact the world. Questions such as; who are you, what is one thing you like about yourself, what is something the world needs more of, how do you want to impact others, what is your passion, do you want friends, who has influneced you the most, what is your greatest failure and what did you do after it happend, what are you proud of, why do you wake up each day, what are you thinking about? Just a few to add to the book. I think questions can change the world. I believe in gettting to know people and allowing them to feel value. So ask a question today to someone you don't usually talk to, and ask it like you mean it and really listen to the answer. Let me know how it impacted you.