Passion

No, this isn't an X-rated post, just a musing on what I have a passion for in life or ministry. Or lack thereof. Several of us from the church attended a synod-wide event this past weekend. The theme was evangelism, and it was a good event. I've heard good comments and good critiques, both about the event and about how we do things at our own church. Last night we had a debriefing session, and this morning I met with another woman who went. The point being, lots of people were excited about lots of stuff. Which is great. I love their excitement, and hopefully some things will grow out of that excitement. I realized though (and have been realizing over the course of several months and many conversations) that I'm just not that excited about much. Sometimes I worry that I don't seem to be passionate about anything. I love parts of my job, and I feel called to what I'm doing, but where is the passion? This is common in my whole life, not just with this call. Sometimes I think maybe it's just how I was raised, or my genetic make-up or something. Mostly I just worry. Maybe there's something wrong with me. Where is the passion? I really don't know. Maybe I should go searching.