After writing yesterday’s blog entry about the man on the street with the cardboard sign, I continued to struggle with my feelings about that situation. So I found it interesting when I read today’s entry in one of the blogs I follow written by Donald Miller. He suggested in his blog that we should never be motivated by guilt or obligation to do anything. Our motivation should come from love.
Upon reading this, I had to question my motives yesterday. Had I given some money to that man, was I doing it out of love? Or was I just trying to assuage my own guilt. Unfortunately it would have been the latter. But in his blog Donald went on to say that there are people in his life where he cheerfully gives and that is so much better for the giver and the receiver.
I don’t have a “cause”. And by that, I mean there is not a specific area where I focus my charitable efforts. There are certain areas I feel an affinity toward so I donate money to specific organizations that have had an impact on my life, but I haven’t focused my energies on one specific area. I guess I’m still unsure about my calling and my gifts.
Just this very moment I received a beautiful award from one of my followers, Annabelle. The You are an INSPIRATION Award. (I am so grateful to her that it makes me wonder if this is what it feels like to win the Oscar!) And it made me think of all the wonderful comments I have received from Colleen, Lori, Dana, Betty, The Favorite Things Guy, Beth, Debbie, Esther, Dinah, Helene, Corinne, Lisa, Kathi, as well as my other followers who send me texts and emails, and those who choose to follow silently.
When I started blogging I wrote for me, but over the months I think of all of my followers as I write. I wonder if something I say might help someone along in their journey, and it inspires me to write more, to share more. To be as open and honest as I can because I love to connect with people. I learn and I am inspired by so many people in my life, I am humbled to think that perhaps someone is learning from and inspired by me and my words.
So I continue to write. Not out of obligation or guilt, but simply out of love and I wonder…is this my calling?