Just this week my school started a new campaign. It's been the focus of my life for awhile. It started out as a dream really.... literally... a dream I've had for awhile. In my dream I saw a documentary of my class changing the world through my friend's campaign called Loose Change to Loosen Chains. It was the intro to a documentary. The catch to it was that the documentary was yet to be created.... because my class needed to create it. In it are people of all different groups.... different personalities. The crazy thing is that most wish for dreams to come true, but a lot of us have the logic inside us telling us that it's not likely. So that when the dream does come to pass and is waiting on your doorstep... sometimes you feel so shocked that you don't have the ability to open the door and run with it. Somehow inside all of us though... the dream of something always lives... and asked to be chased after. Some dreams require all of your passion and energy to chase though.
For my dream... my passion came. The thing about passion is that you can't just pull it out of nowhere... it has to build inside of you from somewhere. The meaning of passion in latin means suffering. How crazy is it that the most passion comes from the most pain? I see why God uses passion... he's always asked for everything. The catch is that the last thing we give up is that which pains us most. Those memories, sins, failures... those we seem to always hold on to. A couple weekends ago I saw some of this come out. I haven't cried in a long time.... in fact the last time was in a hospital in Denver when my mom was diagnosed w/ cancer. It's a memory which pains me most... a nightmare you go back to. For me it's a chair in an empty hospital hallway. I was forced to come back to this memory at a retreat w/ my dad. With it came tears, an external show of suffering inside... and a giving up of that suffering... letting it out of that cage within your heart. It is this release that gives way to passion. Now that I think about it, that's when I truly fell in love w/ God... in that empty hospital hallway... because it was there that I had nothing else to rely on.
It's not much different for the most passionate in the Bible. There was Peter... his suffering was the three denials, the three rooster crows. What brought him back to this? It was the three times Jesus asked him if he loved him. Right there Peter went back to that horrible night... it was there Peter relived his nightmare... and let it out. But what's even more important is what Jesus does with that passion... "Feed my sheep"... it was there Peter found calling.
Every single person has that calling for something bigger than themself. It brings me back to a movie I saw this evening about a young boy who was a music prodigy. He saw music in everything... every moment he breathed he could hear it around him. This brought him out of his cage and led him to look for his mother and father. He used it to call out to them everyday... so they might hear him. His passion flowed from his life... it called to him everyday.
One of the most astounding scenes was when a man asked him what name he wanted... a name that described him. What did he choose? Found... The man said no... that name is too simple... too ordinary... so he gave him some other flashy name. That's what the world tries to do... live out some huge life in the world for the world. But really... that simple word... that describes what we all want and need.
So the true reason to live with passion is against the world. We must live with the passion to be found. My passion is to change this generation. Why do I live it out? Because I am found. How is passion spoken into my life? Dreams... For some their passion is found on a soccer field... in a classroom... in the mission field. But no matter what, we must chase this calling. We must always keep on using it for something bigger than ourselves... because we are found. This is a much different life from what the world would tell us to live. So change it... Be the change...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=67Q1EK7538I
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