Passion

Over the past week I have been blessed to be around people again. I attended a Christmas party at A's house that his parents were hosting. It was first of all great to see him. Due to how busy both of us have been this semester, we have not really gotten a chance to see him at all, so for the first 1 or 2 hours of the party we relocated ourselves into the basement and just chatted. It was so great to just connect with him again and to "just be".

Following this, he was obliged to go upstairs and to visit with the guests. Eventually I made my way up there and chatted with some of the guests. As the night was coming to a close I sat down in an easy chair and had a discussion with of the guests, L. I had never talked to him, and before this day he was only known as "the man upstairs", as A and his family lived in L's house during the construction of A's new one.

When the conversation got down to just L and I, his first question to me was "What is your passion?"

I was completely caught off guard by this as it isn't a typical question for people to ask, much less ask as the first question to you. Generally you get asked something along the lines of "What do you do?", or "Where are you from?". I can only imagine the shock and awe I showed on my face when he asked me that, but after composing myself I answered him with "Food" - and of course my face was absolutely beaming. As we continued to talk I expanded on my passions and on what I did, and how different they are.

Being an engineer, and loving food. The clash of two worlds in my books. It is almost as if I am two different people sometimes. I love the creation, the lack of structure, the ability to just make things work in the kitchen; yet when I leave, I find I leave that spontaneity behind.

While L and I conversed I wondered why I had separated myself from what I do love. Why am I in engineer, why am I not pursuing my passions?

I make excuses for what I do all of the time. I don't have the money, I am in debt too much, I don't have the time, I don't ... I don't ... I don't ...

I am unsure of what is the right path for me, or even where this path I am on is leading me. I hope that in the coming months I open up to new idea, and stop stonewalling myself. But most of all, I need to be sensitive to where God is leading me, and to where his plan for my lays. God Bless, and good night.