Maybe it's the fact that my birthday is soon, and I am feeling the consequences of aging, but I have been super nostalgic lately. As work is slowing down a bit, I finally had some time to clean my room, and I keep uncovering more memories.
It's funny, looking back at things and wondering how an event or phase has shaped me to become the person I am today. I'm by no means someone who has her marbles all together, and I don't really know where I am headed in life. I have ten thousand different things going on, and to be honest, it's a little crazy all the time.
As I think back more and more to the passion I had for certain things, I can feel the spark becoming ignited again -- I miss how fired up I was. Where has that passion gone? Has it been diminished by age? Has it been squashed by society's urging that I need to focus on certain things? If my passions for something have been lost, is this God telling me to pursue a different route in worship? Or is it Satan using other means to draw me away from worship? These are still questions I am asking myself and trying to understand.
What are some things you are passionate about? :) How are some ways that God convicts you to worship Him? I'd love to hear about it! :)