I know I haven't blogged in a while and I think that might refer back to the fact... I don't feel like I have anything to blog about. My constant struggle for perfection and happiness in my religion can make only so many blog posts. Yet here I am, blogging again. I think it might be an addiction. Ha.
Listen, little buddy, there's a yin for every yang. If there's bad, good will rise against it. It took me a long time to find my calling. Now it's time you found yours...
What a crazy word for such an intense meaning on what it could be.
Like usual, I have been thinking and pondering about what I am supposed to do in my life. One thing that I would like to point out... I love life. God's greatest gift to all of us is the chance to be on this earth, to learn and grow while helping others. My purpose in life= "To serve myself, God and others."
What is yours?
I ended up going to a women's conference today at BYU that captured my attention from start to finish. We talked a lot about passion in one of our break-out classes and how interesting it was to me that everyone is so similar, yet unique in their passions. Lots of people do things to feel good and to help others feel good. That seems to be the basic undertone for most of the 'passions' shared today. I guess I want to do whatever I'm supposed to do. Whatever God wants of me. To turn my complete will over to him is maybe when i'll finally feel free. Does that even make sense?