I have a passion and I don’t know why. Okay, I kinda know why.. but really, I don’t. Haha. It’s interesting, the older I get, the less I seem to understand about myself. It’s crazy how God has placed new passions in my life over the past few years. I don’t know what to think about them. I don’t know how to go about them. They don’t feel like me. They feel like Him. Maybe that’s the way it’s supposed to be? Or am I just one in a million? I don’t know. But what I do know, is that I get moved to tears every time I think about it. And I’m not a crier. The fact that tears can even well up in my eye sockets is almost astonishing to me. So I sit here in amazement and filled with eagerness. Lost in His plan. Ready to be used.
