“I remember that there were those in the Bible whose only role was to sit at the King’s feet and write down what He did. They were to announce the King’s greatness to their world.”
I read a Bible quote once that basically said that like a potter, God reserves the right to make some people like beautiful vases, and others like rough bins that house garbage. BUT, you choose what to put in yourself.
I love that; it means you are formed exactly how you are meant to be, physically and mentally. We all have a different purpose; not all of us are built to be missionaries, or aid workers, or peace corp activists. I felt guilty for a long time because I was not called to be a missionary. In fact, I don’t like church very much. I’m not formed like that.
I know that I was meant to be a writer. My purpose is to find the beautiful meanings. The purpose of some other people is to care for the sick; to plunge their hands and faces into the festering disease of death and try to pull out a little life. But not me.
When you are truly fulfilling your purpose you will not be unhappy. You will not want another path. Writing seems like an easy path in life to me, but I know also that there are tons of other people that would hate to have this job, just as I would hate to be a nurse.
I like this article.
“Each one should use whatever gift he has received to serve others, faithfully administering God’s grace in its various forms.” 1 Peter 4:10