well burst my bubble.

So. Today in Sunday school we talked about finding passion.

And I was like, "Umm, I'm a freshman in high school. I have no earthly idea what I want to do with my life and you're telling me I need a passion?! Hold up, rewind, and take a step back."

But then I got to thinking. This makes sense.

Ya know, I've been told all my life God created me with a purpose. Well I figured out something today. Purpose = passion. Really though. Think about it. God created you with a purpose. And you'll have a passion for whatever that purpose is.

*Sighs* I'm still not sure what my passion is. Not at alllll. I love to sing, but, eh, I'm not sure that's what God has in store for my future. But, hey, it very possibly could be.

But I also found out something else. To find my passion, I've gotta burst my bubble. Get out of my own little world and see what's happening around me. See what I care for most deeply. See what God's want for me. What He wants from me.

Sam (a very cool college kid I don't know very well but seems super sweet) loves Gypsie kids. It's her passion. My cousin, Ashley loves to teach. That's her thing.

So now I'm asking God to burst my bubble. I want to see the hurt, the pain, and everything else in the world. I wanna see what breaks my heart. I want to find my purpose. MY PASSION.