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Invisible

“What am I doing with my life?”

I ask this question in jest whenever I see someone accomplish what I could only hope to (like making this amazing video). But really, it is the ever present question, the one that rattles around in my chest and head every time I stop long enough to breathe and look around. That’s part of the unsettled nature of this moment in life, I guess. Or maybe it is just part of life in general.

I have this image in my head that discernment  is a task I could accomplish in an afternoon if I really just committed the time and engaged in some sort of linear process. I would begin by looking at my life, my skills, my passions, then I would ask myself a series of  questions and suddenly my vocation would emerge, clear as day.

But really discernment, in my experience, has been a lot more like this video.

The me I want to be, the me God is calling me to be is like an invisible being that I’m constantly chasing through the woods. I wait for a shadow or a change in the way the dust is blowing and then I have an instant to throw color where I think he is in hopes of catching a glimpse of how he moves, what he looks like, where he’s going. It’s beautiful and painstaking and frustrating as hell.

But every time I encounter him I come one step closer to being him.

Being in grad school I have the luxury of spending all my time chasing this image of who I want to be. But just like in my former working world, it is so easy to lose focus. It is so easy to get caught up in someone else’s idea of what the process should be, to just create another to do list, when all I really want and need is to pursue the image of my own wonderfully created soul.

And when I pursue that, when I can emphasize my being over my doing and seek ardently for it in all its unknowableness, I know I’ll begin both being and doing what God has called me to do and be.

Friday Art Day

3-26-13_Record-a-PoemTake a moment this morning to think of your favorite poem, the words that re-sync your voice to your soul, that reach down in you to pull  some bit of forgotten self to the surface and look it squarely in the eye with compassion and fascination. Roll the words around in your mouth, taste the bitter and the sweet. Then speak.

Join the Poetry Foundation’s Record A Poem project today! Give your voice to a poem you love. I love Snake by D. H. Lawrence.