Tuesday, April 28, 2009

My Spiritual Passion/January 24, 2008

There are many things that drive me, that make me work hard, that make me a better person. Had I been asked what my spiritual passion a year ago, I would not have been able to answer it. The reason for that is because I had no spiritual passion at all. I was a Christian by name only and was just your typical God fearing person who really didn’t believe that they could make a difference in the world. Today I can say that my spiritual passion lies with the lives of the youth and the children ministries.
Growing up, I did not have much. Every day I would go to school by foot, angry that some children who lived farther away than me could sleep in a little bit more because their parents could drive them to school. I was angry that I could not have what they have, that their lives were so much better than mine. I grew up with the same mentality, up until high school that is. In middle school, we were forced to wear uniforms and I hated it. Once I got to high school, I realized that even though I had clothing that was not up in style, there were people around me that had even worse clothing and that made me sad. It made me realize how lucky I was and how some people all around the world were living lives that were much worse than anything I had ever experienced. There are people today that will go on with this entire day and not have anything to eat, among them being thousands of children. I wanted to help back then, but there was nothing I could really do because I had problems of my own to deal with first.
Something I have realized over the last couple years is that everyone can make a difference. I could have made a difference back then. I could have saved my money and donated it. But no, I was too worried about myself. Earlier this semester, I had been wondering where my life would take me. Would I fail in giving out God’s word properly? Where would I serve? With who? What will be of my family? Before I switched to Christian Ministries, I wanted to be a history teacher. My history teacher had inspired me to set goals for my life and actually achieved them. I wanted to do the same with my life, be someone who children can look up to. The minds of children are clay, ready to be set in whatever way we fashion them. I truly believe that there is where God called me to serve.
My life today is pretty simple, I have very little materialistic things and I care little about them. My mission in life is to help those children who almost no one cares about, who cannot help themselves, the unwanted and poor. These children need the most help and I want to give them the help that they need. All my friends think that it’s an amazing thing that I care so much about my family and other people in general. But I have seen what they have not. I have lived a life a poverty, despair and hate. It’s not easy. One day, maybe they will understand the pain that these kids go through every day. It is a horrible thing to wonder if there will be food available the following day or if today is going to be your last meal.
Jesus came to this earth to forgive our sins, every last single person. That also includes the children of the world who do not know it yet. This is my Passion; this is what drives me today; to make sure that every child in the world knows that there is someone who loves them with a love that is unconditional and unending.

No comments: