[dropcap style=”font-size: 60px; color: #9b9b9b;”] I [/dropcap]n addition to my previous post (“Oh to be single minded…”), I have to be truly honest and say what I really, really long to do . . . I want to travel and meet people. I want to see the world, but more than that, I want to see people.
My heart is for the nations. I can feel God’s heart for people. I want to help the brokenhearted.
I guess if I had to put my life purpose into one statement then that’s what it would be.
And yes, you could say, well why aren’t you doing that in Longmont? I ask myself that every day.
I don’t know how.
I don’t have a heart for people in my own town as I don’t like my town. I sadly type that.
I do speak to people while I grocery shop and run errands. I have ministered to the homeless. I do care for people. I just feel that I need to do much more.
And I do have to say that I love culture, different languages, different clothing, different ways of life. Those things inspire me. The orphan child, the dying man on the street, the single mama who’s doing her best to raise her little ones. They’re my heart.
There’s a lot more to be said as I ponder, pray, and begin to do more where I’m at. But for now, I just wanted to write this out.