So, I was driving home last night from a rehearsal for Paradise ’08 and was chatting it up with God. Doing some thinking about some of my friends and where life has taken them. And thinking (obsessing?) about my own life and had I “picked” one thing, just one of those many things I like or have done in some capacity… perhaps then I wouldn’t be so “lost”. And God hit me back with something…
“I didn’t choose them to be you.”
Huh? I think that’s wrong. Don’t you mean that you didn’t choose me to be them? Or perhaps You didn’t choose their path to be my path?
“I didn’t choose them to be you.”
Now if only I can completely grasp what that’s all about and internalize it. It’s not about “them” in any capacity whatsoever. At least in how God views me and what I am to be doing. Yesterday’s saying from the fortune cookie:
The skills you have gathered will one day come in handy.
I am where God wants me to be. I am growing, though I may not see it. I am blessed, though I may not completely acknowledge it. I am who I am.
God chose me to be me.
