We all have something about which we are passionate. I love the fine arts. There is something remarkable about being on a stage or expressing one’s self through movement. The worries and concerns of the world go away, and troubles suspend themselves for a few minutes. Joy intercedes the mundane. Nothing can compare to the feeling of freedom.
Passion is the fuel that drives us forward. We celebrate the joy of being human, and just for a little while, we give thanks to the Creator in our own unique way. Our innate abilities motivate us to soar above the misgivings of the world. Excitement reminds us that life is worth every breath that we take. At the very center of that which fuels us is the driving urge that continues to lead us onward.
Passion is a gift from God. Through our joy and expression, we worship with all that we have and are. We are reborn through the promise and hope that life may be filled with energy and excitement. Through our awareness of life and the things that connect us to the world, we learn ultimately how to experience the Giver of Life.
Today I am grateful for remembering the passions that drive me onward. The reminder of that which brings me joy is important in this time of Lent. This is not a season where we simply sit around and mope. Instead, let us remember God’s presence in our lives. Joy can overwhelm the wilderness. Hope can be an integral part of all things. So, let us rejoice and give thanks to the One, who created us.