BOOK to read: "Let your life speak"

I recently had to read a book for Masters' Module 6. It touched me deeply because it said in words what I was feeling.

Here are some quotes. If you are struggling to "know what to do" or trying to answer the question "why am I here" this might be a good Kindle read for you.

"…it is indeed possible to live a life other than one's own. I had simply found a "noble" way to live a life that was not my own, a life spent imitating heroes instead of listening to my heart."

(Kindle Locations 56-57).

-- “Before I can tell my life what I want to do with it…”

“Vocation does not mean a goal that I pursue. It means a calling that I hear. Before I can tell my life what I want to do with it, I must listen to my life telling me who I am.”

Sarah: Personally, I have been reflecting on my childhood and the things I loved doing. One of them that I remember very clearly was cutting and pasting "JAPSNOET" books. I kept myself busy for hours following instructions on how to cut and paste pictures to recreate something new.

The other thing I use to do as a teen was to "write and make books" with an old-school computer (Black background with green writing!) Then I would print page by page and paste it all into a book) I've thrown all those books away when I was 20... to my regret today. But it did reveal something of what I wanted to do.

-- No matter how hard we try to do this on our own, in the end, it’s really not about us.

“Vocation does not come from willfulness. It comes from listening. I must listen to my life and try to understand what it is truly about—quite apart from what I would like it to be about—or my life will never represent anything real in the world, no matter how earnest my intentions.”

--None of us are perfect, and that’s okay.

“I speak often of my own mistakes—of wrong turns I have taken, of misreadings of my own reality—for hidden in these moments are important clues to my own vocation. I do not feel despondent about my mistakes […] though I grieve the pain they have sometimes caused others.”

-- You may need to shift your entire mindset.

“Today I understand vocation quite differently—not as a goal to be achieved but as a gift to be received. […] It comes from a voice “in here” calling me to be the person I was born to be, to fulfill the original self hood given me at birth by God.”

--“… and then we spend the first half of our lives…”

“We arrive in this world with birthright gifts—then we spend the first half of our livers abandoning them or letting others disabuse us of them. As young people, we are surrounded by expectations that may have little to do with who we really are, expectations held by people who are not trying to discern our selfhood but to fit us into slots. In families, schools, workplaces, and religious communities, we are trained away from true self towards images of acceptability; under social pressures like racism and sexism our original shape is deformed beyond recognition; and we ourselves, drive by fear, too often betray true self to gain the approval of others.”

-- In the end, it’s simply something you “can’t not do.”

“Vocation at its deepest level is not, ‘Oh boy, do I want to go to this strange place where I have to learn a new way to live and where no one, including me, understands what I’m doing.’ Vocation at its deepest level is, ‘This is something I can’t not do, for reasons I’m unable to explain to anyone else and don’t fully understand myself but are nonetheless compelling.”

-- Stop looking for a tiny window to crawl out. God has so much more waiting for you.

“As often happens on the spiritual journey, we have arrived at the heart of a paradox: each time a door closes, the rest of the world opens up. All we need to do is stop pounding on the door that just closed, turn around—which puts the door behind us—and welcome the largeness of life that not lies open to our souls. The door that closed kept us from entering a room, but what now lies before us is the rest of reality.”


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of that for which

Christ Jesus took hold of me