I wrote in Careers as Verbs that we need to rethink how we focus education for vocation. Actually, I think we need to rethink how we think about careers, period. (Sorry about all the thinking in that sentence. #sorrynotsorry #thinkingisgood)
The way I see it (right now, anyway), it’s one big soup of experience, nature, nurture, Providence, and vision that cooks up into a calling.
Or, dropping the cooking metaphor, this is what I’ve got so far:
develops out of the calling to Kingdom work,
a deep-seated passion rooted in giftedness and interests,
an urgency to tackle a problem — some aspect of this world’s brokenness — in the name of the King,
leading to a rich sense of purpose,
within boundaries that you may or may not be able to change.
(Those boundaries include elements like the family and location and opportunities you were born into, the actions of your parents/family that crafted your upbringing, your own innate potential, the level of investment by other people in your life, your particular personality and how others shaped it, your character, your educational opportunities, your personal choices to work hard or study hard or train hard [or not], your health, the work and hobbies you’ve chosen to pursue, the values you deem important, your choice of a spouse, etc….. )
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I write. I design. I cook. I read. I make music. I talk to people -- all kinds of people.
I used to teach and hopefully will do so again someday.
My dream job would be a cross between barrista and consultant, with a large helping of international travel and bohemian wandering through concerts, museums, galleries, and open spaces.
Somewhere back in time, my students started calling me "RameyLady" and the name stuck. I like it. There's a Ramey-man too. He's a much better writer but he seems to be too humble to share it with the world....at least, not yet.