GOD GAVE US PASSION!
As we have shared or gratitude's and thanks over the last month I wanted to end mine with my gratitude for the God given gift of passion. Most of us were born out of passion and hopefully we were raised in homes where Mom and Dad's passion remained for each other but overall became second fiddle to love.
All of us have found our passions in life and they are as varied as we are ourselves. Our passions change throughout life. Roughly my passions ran from nuclear family, to girls, to music, and to money. Today my passion is my faith in God and for my family. BTW God is number one.
Obviously our passions can be out of order as my earlier passions were. Misplaced passion can take us away from what God had originally intended. At one time, when I lived in a small town (pop 500) I played 27 holes a day until the course was totally coved with snow. This was when the kids were infants/toddlers. Misplaced passion robed me from the earliest years of my children's earliest years.
Growing up I saw first hand misplaced passion in the form of a work-acholic father. Dad, being a product of the Great Depression, thought the best thing he could do for the family was to work 80 hours (or more) a week to earn as much money as possible. Because of this I did not know him until I was well into my 20's. Remember Cat's In The Cradle? My Dad lived this song.. as well as the rest of the family. I hope this song doesn't mirror the life you are living.
Because I lived it I made it my passion to be sure my children know their Dad and that I know my children. One of my favorite things (especially now that I'm retired) is to introduce myself as "Hi, I'm Bob Timm, Tina and Timmothy's father". I really do do this and it's a thrill every time as it gives me the opportunity to tell people who my children are... and I really know who my children are. 😊
This is my final entry into the Gratitude challenge put put forth by Debe Maxwell, CRS . Thank you Debe.