When I was 22, I became a nurse. I had no idea it was a calling. I just knew I was driven to become a nurse. What makes the story more interesting is how it happened.
I volunteered as a candystriper in between 10th and 1 1th grades. I hated it. I couldn’t imagine why anyone would want to work in healthcare. Then my dad had a heart attack. I watched his nurse take care of him and instantly knew I should be one. Just like that. A calling.
Parenthood is a calling too. I had no idea what I was getting myself into when I became a parent. No idea it was a calling.
I only discovered what a calling is after I met Jesus. The cool thing is, the Lord walked me right into those callings without me knowing what they were or how they would affect and shape my life. Left to my own devices, I would not have chosen any calling.
It’s a good thing the Lord chose for me.