I want to tell you about Wayne.
Wayne is a painter, and he’s doing some painting at my house.
He’s very friendly, has great rates and does fabulous work.
But that’s not what’s remarkable about Wayne.
What’s remarkable is that he loves to paint.
Now I’ve painted for money before.
I don’t love to paint.
I’ve painted for free before.
Verdict is the same.
Wayne? He’s crazy.
“I did this for a while, then went off and did something else,” says he.
“I came back to painting because I absolutely love it.
My only regret is that at the end of the day I don’t have more time to paint.”
I spend a lot of my time helping other people find their passion, their calling, or their genius, then getting them ready for it.
But I can’t think of a better shortcut to finding it than that.
If you didn’t have to worry about being “correct,” how would you fill in that blank: “My only regret is that at the end of the day I don’t have more time to…?”
Or, here’s another diagnostic question: If you could return to something you used to do and get paid to do it again, what would you return to?
One more: If you could spend all day doing what you love most without having to worry about money at all, how would you spend your time?
Do you see a man diligent and skillful in his business? He will stand before kings; he will not stand before obscure men (Proverbs 22:29, AMP).
There’s more to excellence than passion, to be sure. Wayne is, after all, really good at what he does, and I doubt he would love it so much if he wasn’t.
But when skill (regardless of the source), diligence and passion converge and you’re in the middle of it?
That’s a sweet spot.
I daresay, that’s a calling.
Have you found yours?
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Have I, like Wayne, found my passion? YES! Writing, writing, writing! Can’t stop, won’t stop. The Lord calls!
Blessings, Andy!
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