Passion is probably not something that comes and goes, skittering across the landscape of our hearts like some elusive and extraneous breeze. I suppose if passion isn't blowing with the thunderous noise of a 100 mile an hour gale force it isn't something one might expect to stick around.
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Can one choose to be a passionate individual? Or does passion choose them?
Is passion a choice? Produced from the depths. Or does it spring forth from a vessel of it's own election? Maybe it's the product of many years of seeing lies or wrong doings. Maybe discovering that one is no longer bound by the chains of his or her own making. Of other's making. A reckoning of what's broken with an impulse to fix it. A passionate existence being that revelation's full on expression.
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I like your thoughts. As you know I have jest ended a long journey to find a job. I know we have talked before about this, but there were times where I felt like if I didn't use my passion then I would lose it. That is what I thought. That was the lie I believed. That caused me not trust in God.
The funny thing about passion is that I think it is always there. It may lie dormant at times when you aren't able to use it, but once given that opportunity....it shines through and you can't stop it! I love that!
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