You have to love music more than you
do food. More than life.
August Rush, 2007
unless it comes out of
your soul like a rocket,
unless being still would
drive you to madness or
suicide or murder,
don't do it.
unless the sun inside you is
burning your gut,
don't do it.
--Charles Bukowski (On Being a
Writer)
These are the words of men who
understand the nature of their calling and gifting. Being who I am and seeing
what I see, I am propelled forward, my calling is my meat and drink, and the
sun of my vision is burning my gut. I have found my reason for being here and
believe-you-me I am going to Be That Reason.
But what about you? You love God, love your family and friends, seek to do good
work, but when you meet men and women who’s calling comes out of their souls
like a rocket, you wonder if there is something wrong with you, as you have no
such focused passion, do not feel connected to any Reason for Your Existence.
This is a complex issue, for sure, but there are three things I think are
important for us to get our heads and hearts around, here. There is a reason for your being here; discovering
that reason rarely comes in a single burst of insight; and in every situation
you find yourself, the loving God is continually seeking to awaken you.
God created you to be you and “do”
you. While we can gain insights and wisdom from the lives of others, we are
always Other Than. At the end of time, God isn’t going to ask you why you were
not St Paul or Mother Teresa, Michelangelo or Steve Jobs: He is going to ask
why you weren’t you. Being a unique
individual, both your existence and your reason for being here are unique.
Discovering your reason (calling) is ultimately birthed from looking to your
Creator and looking within, not at the lives and deeds of other people.
As I pointed out in my book,
Legendary Leadership, most of us will never have a Damascus Road experience
where a blinding light and voice from above show us the road we are to take and
the reason for taking it. Callings are usually gradual dawning’s of awareness
where, over time and with halting steps, we find our way. Some have that Ah-ha
moment at 30, some at 50, and some, at the end of their days, look back and
see, “So, that was my reason.” Yeah.
I know. This last one is weird and counter-intuitive. How can you be and do, if
at some point you don’t see and hear? But what if all those side roads and
detours and switchbacks were God’s path for you? Come on: if you knew the
destination, you would have logged into Google maps and found the shortest
route and avoided all the roads that were actually leading you toward and
preparing you for God’s intention for your life, right?
Right now, in this moment, in every
situation and event you find yourself, God is seeking to awaken your mind and
heart. As you reflect on your
life’s circumstances, realize that within it all there are seeds of Truth for
you: seeds that can grow into wisdom for your life and calling or seeds that
will fall by the roadside, because your heart wasn’t receptive. And here lies
one of the chief barriers for discovering God’s intention for our lives: our
hearts are hardened by fear. Having little faith in the God of Love, we fear
the unknown. We fear losing the identity we have created for our false self and
to which we have become so attached. Finding God’s seeds of Truth in our life’s
circumstances requires a willingness to let go of lies we proclaim as truth,
masks we were never meant to wear, and for seeing paths we have willfully
ignored. Have courage: He isn’t seeking to lead you to destruction, but toward
what St John referred to as “abundant life.”
God’s love for you is infinitely
more than you could ever hope. Because of this love, He is and always will be
seeking your good, seeking to awaken the real you so that you can do what He
called you to. Holding on to faith, hope, and love, is the only way to remaining
receptive and malleable, open to the often faint but always clear voice of God
who is saying, “This is your path to becoming yourself and realizing My
intention for your life.”
Copyright, Monte E Wilson, 2013
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