My calling.
Do you ever think about humanity and just cry? Not just because of the sadness, poverty and evil that surrounds us, but because you feel guilty, and almost incomplete, that you aren’t doing more to help. I do.
There is this feeling, deep inside the pit of my soul that feels similar to passion. I know that I am meant to do something great, something meaningful, but I’m not quite sure what to do or how to do it. All I know is that I have this longing to help others in a truly impactful way.
So what do I do? Volunteering is great, and when I do it, I feel great, but I still want to do MORE! I want to do something that is beyond a once in a while activity; I want it to be my life’s work.
Any suggestions?
