“Everyone has been made for some particular work, and the desire for that work has been put in every heart.” – Rumi
What then shall I do with my life, I once wondered. The problem was that every time I took one of those aptitude tests, I heard back that I could be anyone or anything I wanted to be. Think that’s a blessing? It’s a curse.
I have worn many hats between now and then. The things that have made me happiest? The love of my two little girls. And one special lady. Other than that… I am afraid that I’ve become a little indifferent at times. Having spent the day with my little girls teaching them about nature.. now that was so many shades of wonderful.
Sunday evening, they’ll be gone again. And my life will feel a little empty. So, what work was I meant to do? I guess maybe to be a good daddy and prepare two young lives to take the world by loving storm. I don’t think there is much money in that? But, every moment of this has been will continue to be priceless to me.
Sorry.. that’s not much to say about Rumi or the thought of the day. But, it what is foremost in my heart and thoughts as I type this.