In everyone’s life there comes a time when you take stock and evaluate what’s missing in their life. And there is one thing that has been missing in mine, and that is children. All of my life I’ve been around, working with and helping children. When I was a young child my parents took in foster children, then As I Grew Older I became a counselor and peer counselor myself. I’ve been a peer counselor in junior high school, high school and college, I’ve helped with church youth activities, gone through training and have been a crisis counselor for teens and young adults. And I’ve helped my nephew’s quite a bit too.
And I’m good at it, I would even say gifted. While I’m not as gifted as my mother, I love being around children and I enjoy helping them, teaching them. I enjoy talking to children and finding out about their worlds. Children are beautiful and complex and many times misunderstood. And I’ve always considered myself a bit of an advocate for them.
When all of this virus, social distancing, quarantine, pandemic crisis is over, I’m going to find a volunteer position to help children. Whether it’s reading and talking to children at the local children’s hospital, or volunteering as a counselor somewhere, or helping victims of sex trafficking, or whatever, I want to help kids again.
In the past I have avoided dating man with children for the fact that I would always get attached to them. And indeed that happened with the last man who had children. I grew to love them. Even though that relationship did not work out, it awoke and something inside of me. It made me realize once again how good I am with children and how much I want to help kids in need even if I have none of my own.
I only stopped volunteering with,children when I had to take care of my parents when they were termimal and dying. There was absolutely no way that I could take care of both of my parents dying and all the subsequent estate issues afterwards and continue volunteering. But now that that time of my life is over and I have fully recovered, it is time to start volunteering again.
I realize one of my passions and purposes in this life is to help others, especially children. Throughout my life I’ve been put in positions around children. This will be the first time that I seek it out.
I prayed for many years that I’m involved and can build something larger and more important than myself. I think that helping children is the purpose that God has picked out for me. If that wasn’t the case then why would he continue to put me in situations where I am doing just that? And so I am accepting this task with excitement and sincerity. If it is something that God is calling me to do, and God has given me natural talents to do so, it’s definitely something I should follow.
Life is short. Follow your heart and go where you are called. Our purpose in life is often very different than our job, but the two can and do office merge. If my purpose is to help children, then I will definitely be following in my mother’s footsteps, large footsteps to fill and follow, but joyful and fulfilling none the less.