Sunday, May 24, 2009

People are my passion - July 17, 2008

~ People Are My Passion ~
God’s heart is for people. My heart is for people. I have a connection with people. I will listen to anyone; I will feel anyone’s pain. When you cry, I want to cry. When you laugh, I can’t help but laugh. It doesn’t matter how many times you’ve hurt me, I will still care about you. I may not care for you, but I will always care about someone that’s been in my life. 

Sometimes when people that have hurt me are sad, I try and say that it doesn’t make me sad, that I’m glad that they are hurting like they hurt me, but in reality, I still hurt when they hurt. I still want to cry when I see them cry. 

When something good happens to someone that’s hurt me I want to pretend that it makes me mad. How can something so good happen to someone that was so mean, but I just can’t. I will still feel joy for you. I may not like it, but I can’t help but be happy. 

It’s just the way I’m wired. I have a heart for people. I have an even bigger heart for children. When I see a child laugh and smile I can’t help but laugh and smile. When a child cries it kills me. 

As a woman I have a fierce devotion, an ability to suffer hardship, and a vision to make the world a better place. I have a fierce devotion to my family and friends – to the people I love and my passions. I have suffered many a hardships, between deaths of people I love, broken friendships, and broken hearts. 

I have a vision to make the world a better place. That is why I am going to become a teacher. I want the children that are growing up in this crazy world to have someone teaching them the right things when they are younger, even if they aren’t getting taught the right things at home. I want them to have a respect for people at a young age, I want them to know that someone really does care about them no matter what, and I want to make a difference in their lives.

I have a friend that inspires me every time I hear her speak. She is so passionate about what she loves and it shows. When she comes home from mission trips I love to listen to her tell stories. She speaks with such a passionate, loving heart that it makes tears well up inside my eyes. When she prays, she has a way about her words; she speaks as if she were talking to someone right there in the room, with the same passion she uses when she tells us stories about her trips. She makes me fired up. I want the same passion that she has.

I am woman. I am fierce. I am devoted. I am irreplaceable. I am beautiful. I have a heart for people. I am the cherry on top of all creation. I am a mystery. I am loved. 

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