Growing up, we have dreams of what we want to be when we become adults. I remember I loved watching Gilligan's Island. I wanted to be a professor because I wanted to know a lot of things. I've always been a curious person and liked to pick out one of our encyclopedia's and flip through the pages until I found something that looked interesting. Then I would read about it. I still like learning. I was disappointed when I was told that to be a professor, at least like the character on Gilligan's Island, I would have to study math.
Upon graduating from high school and going to college, I wanted to continue using my vocal and acting skills. I started writing poetry so I could become more skilled at writing lyrics. I studied music in college and was a voice major.... for 1 year. Ear training kicked my butt. Still, I became a little more adapt at music and wrote a couple short songs on the piano. One day, I would like to take piano lessons. For years I said I would do this when the kids move out. Now if they would just move out.
I believe words have the power to inspire and heal. For many years, I have wanted my words to make a difference in someone's life. Actually, I have long wanted to make a difference in the world. I have done may part here and there. I donate time and money to various causes. I want to do more. Which brings me to my real point.
For a few years, getting a dispatcher's license was a thought that rolled around in my head. I had various reasons not to pursue it and I didn't. About a year ago, I told a dear friend why I decided to finally close the door on the whole idea. I wanted to write and inspire people. I knew that if I was on my death bed and didn't pursue that, I would regret it. If I didn't pursue a dispatch job, I would be okay. Apparently, God has other plans.
All the arguments I've had about why I couldn't/shouldn't do it, disappeared. Now I am in the midst of studying for that license. Last night I was reminded again of my desire to write. I rarely use my artistic side. I don't know why I'm being led down a path that seems contrary to where my heart is. I have no regrets of not putting more effort into pursuing my dreams earlier in my life. Still, one has to wonder about God's plans sometimes.
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