
“God, Use Me”
I’ve been fretting about what to do with my life lately. I feel like most things I try turn into chores and I lose whatever passion I may have had that led me to them in the first place. This has actually […]
I’ve been fretting about what to do with my life lately. I feel like most things I try turn into chores and I lose whatever passion I may have had that led me to them in the first place. This has actually happened my whole life and so now, I feel “behind” in the career department. They say that it’s much easier to turn a moving car than a parked one, but all that’s happened to me is that I’ve run out of fuel trying to figure out what my purpose (more than just my passion since I’ve got difficulties with the idea of following one’s passion) is here in life. I finally decided that this was not something to be done out of my own strength and started asking God to help me. “God, use me,” would be my fervent (read: hand-wringing, anxious) prayer each morning. (more…)
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