For 2015, I have been like the boy in the gif image. Just doing a lot of nothing that seemed to look like something. I haven’t been earning a living in a meaningful way. My present and the immediate future look pretty much the same – unfocused and unproductive.
I read that Compassion, the Christian charity organization, chose Measure as their word – the way that God measures things – in abundance and never-ending as his goodness and giving is and always has been. Alice Ronzino at A Life Overseas has chosen the word, Wholehearted. Good choice, and by the way, a well-written tale of 2015 and beyond.
The blog could benefit from new direction, too. I like writing about myself because, well, I like myself. Writing about myself is the laziest way to write, too, I think.
But what about writing about my heritage? I love some of the stories I hear about my ancestors. Maybe I should write them down? Or, what about stories about People in the Margins? I love to seek out the unknown, unseen peoples in every room, crowd, or situation. No one cares about their story, but most of those folks have more interesting tales than the richer, talented, successful people.
What see ye? Where do I go? And yes, I am considering renting this little house in Louisiana in order to satisfy more of my wanderlust. More on that another time, maybe. For now, I am focusing on Purpose.