lsdiamond | Call me a cab...

For as long as I can remember, I've wondered at the idea of being "called" by God to do something. I always wondered what that would be like, if there were even such a thing, and, if so, what *my* "calling" was.

I think I found it...or maybe I just finally realized it. It's the simplest thing in the world, which is probably why I overlooked it: to love. In fact, this is so simple, I think I stumbled over it once before and couldn't believe it.

I've lately come to the conclusion that I'm really only good at one thing, and that's just being there when someone needs a friend. Whether they need to rant, or cry, or just want a hug or a quick rub of the shoulders 'cause they're stressed out...I can do those things. I have ears, shoulders, arms, and hands. Add a silent prayer to those things, and a simple act of kindness becomes something much more powerful and important. I really try to avoid giving advice, but I'll even do that if someone asks, and I feel compelled.

Granted, I realize and understand that I am really not that GREAT of a friend, because I tend to fall off the face of the earth when I perceive that hurt is approaching...but that's something else I'm learning to let go of as well. I tend to be careless and forgetful, but I am making an effort to be who and what I really need to be...a good and faithful servant.

I suppose something else builds on that: teaching others to love...but you have to show them how first.