Hi. I need some help.
Many people tell me that I have it pretty good. I'm still young. I recently got a good deal on a condo in San Diego, CA. I have a beautiful, loving girlfriend. We have good paying jobs that are doing well despite the economic downturn. We have no debts other than the house note, which is more than manageable.
But I'm not completely happy. I feel guilty telling you how I feel because it makes me seem ungrateful. In fact, I pray to God for direction but I often ask him to forgive me if he thinks I am being ungrateful, for there are so many people out there that have far less. But I can't help feeling this void and depression.
I feel like I should be doing something more with my life. I could be wrong but maybe it's because of my job. It's a cushy job, don't get me wrong. But I basically sell shoes over the phone. It's a cubicle job.
I've asked God to help me find a purpose in life, one that makes me feel fulfilled, that pleases him, and can possibly make this world a better place. I've been waiting to see a sign from him but I'm just not seeing it.
Sometimes I laugh at myself in a sinister kind of way. I remember my mother telling me of a dream she had when she was pregnant with me. She dreamed that Jesus visited her and told her I would be someone special. And here I am, selling shoes. Am I destined for greatness? Or was it truly just a dream?
Someone please help.
Many people tell me that I have it pretty good. I'm still young. I recently got a good deal on a condo in San Diego, CA. I have a beautiful, loving girlfriend. We have good paying jobs that are doing well despite the economic downturn. We have no debts other than the house note, which is more than manageable.
But I'm not completely happy. I feel guilty telling you how I feel because it makes me seem ungrateful. In fact, I pray to God for direction but I often ask him to forgive me if he thinks I am being ungrateful, for there are so many people out there that have far less. But I can't help feeling this void and depression.
I feel like I should be doing something more with my life. I could be wrong but maybe it's because of my job. It's a cushy job, don't get me wrong. But I basically sell shoes over the phone. It's a cubicle job.
I've asked God to help me find a purpose in life, one that makes me feel fulfilled, that pleases him, and can possibly make this world a better place. I've been waiting to see a sign from him but I'm just not seeing it.
Sometimes I laugh at myself in a sinister kind of way. I remember my mother telling me of a dream she had when she was pregnant with me. She dreamed that Jesus visited her and told her I would be someone special. And here I am, selling shoes. Am I destined for greatness? Or was it truly just a dream?
Someone please help.