Passion

I’ve often wondered what exactly my passion is. I know people who are passionate about ending hunger, passionate about giving the small business person a chance, passionate about evangelism, passionate about music, photography, dance, travel . . . the list could go on. They manage to order their lives around this one thing. They become experts it in and seek opportunities for it.

This week I saw a 15 year old on Good Morning America who found his passion. I was inspired. Zach Hunter is a modern-day abolitionist. At 15 he speaks to large audiences with the composure of a well-seasoned preacher. He just wrote a book about slavery. And here he was on Good Morning America talking to Diane Sawyer. I was shamed.

What if we all caught that kind of passion about something . . . . anything? Can you imagine what our world would be like?

So, I’ve spent the last few days thinking about my passion. I don’t think it’s as defined as Zach’s. I do have one, and that’s making sure people know God loves them. Right now I do that through my work at an international relief agency praying I hope that the people who are helped come to know their worth in the world, I do it through my work at church, and, I hope, through my friendships. I often forget my passion and let other things crowd it out. That is the difficulty—keeping focus.

I do wish I had a more specific passion like ending hunger or war or homelessness. I do want all these to end and I have seasons where I work passionately toward their end. But when it comes time to step up beyond speaking to my friends and family about it and throwing some money at the cause, my spine gets a little weak. So, I’ve decided to work harder on my passion and give it some more attention and nurturing just to see where it takes me.

What’s your passion?