Marc's Pub.
About a year and a half or so, ago, Mom and I were at my friend's pub, hanging out with neighbor's. And, it was mentioned that a past pub-goer and dear friend of ours had decided to quit his job as a retail manager and fulfill his dream of owning a Beer, Bate & Tackle store, on the county line near Memphis, just down from the water.
Wow! What an inspiring story, to hear that our friends dream was a real possibility. And, that he had made the commitment to quit his "day job" in pursuit of it. So, a round was in order, and in honor of him, each of us raised our glass, and individually, announced what our own "beer, bate & tackle" would be. That is: what would each want to do with his or her life if income was not a factor?
Each of us (about 16 total) took a turn and went around the pub sharing what would fulfill us. As if no one had ever asked it before, each person, gave a genuine and joyful response. I can't remember each one, but I do remember the excitement and energy as we paused and listened. My mother, said she wanted to be a ballet dancer. I never knew this. How neat to imagine, my mother, in a tutu and sequins? Then I went, and had difficulty articulating a title for what I wanted to do, just that it involved being a sort of wise man. To help people who wanted guidance in making big life changes, or help in determining what their own calling in life was. And also to listen to the problems and offer prayer and encouragement for them. And, to read and study in down time. I wasn't sure if there was a job with this description, until several months later, when I was sitting beside a girl at BEER:30 who said she was a psychologist, it dawned on me! I'd thought of it several times, and how wonderful it would be to have this job, but being unable to articulate it, not knowing exactly what it was. Of course!
