My Vocation
On the telly: Star Trek: First Contact, on Space
Jukebox: What's Luv by Fat Joe
I have settled into a groove at work. Which is great 'cause the rest of my life seems to be in flux. I feel discombobulated at the moment.
The week went by faster than I had hoped. Brought work home again this weekend, which is fine but I hardly had time to get to it. There was enough time to finish it all, however. So I'm happy.
Went to Tita Larry's birthday today. Kenneth has really grown. He's a big boy for his 4 months. As per usual he was the centre of attention. And I can't help but smile every time I see the little dude.
I watched intently as my mother handled Kenneth. Throughout the day I got the feeling that she really wants a grandchild. She would be an awesome grandmother. I know I would be a great father and that's pretty much the only reason I didn't join the priesthood. I want a family. It will always be a part of my life, but my vocation is not the Church. This I know with great certainty. How? Sort of the like Josiah Bartlett, who went off to study religion in college, hoping to join the priesthood. There he met Abby and everything changed.
It's funny where tangents take us. I started this entry thinking I was going to write about the past week. Look where it ended up.
I feel less discombobulated and more sure of my life. And right now I'm pretty sure Star Trek and Fat Joe don't mix.
Jukebox: What's Luv by Fat Joe
I have settled into a groove at work. Which is great 'cause the rest of my life seems to be in flux. I feel discombobulated at the moment.
The week went by faster than I had hoped. Brought work home again this weekend, which is fine but I hardly had time to get to it. There was enough time to finish it all, however. So I'm happy.
Went to Tita Larry's birthday today. Kenneth has really grown. He's a big boy for his 4 months. As per usual he was the centre of attention. And I can't help but smile every time I see the little dude.
I watched intently as my mother handled Kenneth. Throughout the day I got the feeling that she really wants a grandchild. She would be an awesome grandmother. I know I would be a great father and that's pretty much the only reason I didn't join the priesthood. I want a family. It will always be a part of my life, but my vocation is not the Church. This I know with great certainty. How? Sort of the like Josiah Bartlett, who went off to study religion in college, hoping to join the priesthood. There he met Abby and everything changed.
It's funny where tangents take us. I started this entry thinking I was going to write about the past week. Look where it ended up.
I feel less discombobulated and more sure of my life. And right now I'm pretty sure Star Trek and Fat Joe don't mix.
