Have you ever thought that you had discovered your purpose in life only to realize after a few years that you were wrong? Maybe it is not that you were necessarily wrong, but that once you had reached a certain point in your life, you felt your life was stagnating and that there was something you needed to incorporate to reach that new plateau, that new self.
I'm feeling this way at the moment. If I could explain how it feels, I would say it is like rock hunting along an agate beach. I'm looking for the most colorful and unique seaworn agates, hoping one of them describes what the direction in my life should be. Do I search for a more demanding job? Do I change vocations?
I pick up the best agates, put them in my pocket, and take them home. Late at night, I take them out and ponder over them, turning them over and again wondering which one is the secret to a new success. Finally, I pray: "God, reach through your secret veil and touch the stone that will make me whole. If you do not see any stone to your satisfaction, please transform them all to manna so I may have the sustenance to continue searching tomorrow."
