Taking stock of myself today

*Disclaimer–this post is pretty raw…* 

Today I had the opportunity to go to UPenn to sit in on a seminar about life after dental school.   It was really informative.  My friend who is a dentist teaches the class.  His friend, who is also a dentist, did a financial planning seminar.  I think that all colleges/universities should make these types of classes mandatory.  Noone told me how to find a job…what I could or could not do with my degree.  And noone ever took a second to tell me how to plan my finances to pay back the loans that I took out to pay for my degree.

What did I learn from the seminar?  That I need to budget my money.  That I probably should have gone to medical school or dental school or law school.

But…as I am removing the emotion from the day, I have to remember my priorities, who I am.  I have to remember the vision that God placed deep inside of me so long ago.  I know my personality.  I know who I am.  I know Whose I am.  I would love to insert a “but” here.  However, I will not.  What is it that God placed in my heart all those years ago?

God made me the support person.  The person that organizes things that make other people successful.  The person who sweats the small stuff so that you don’t have to.  God made me an encourager.  God has made me an influencer.  I am very entrepreunerial.  I love to start projects, to get things off the ground, functioning well.  But then I like to give the project to someone else and move onto another project.  I’m not territorial.  I get bored very easily.  This can be perceived as a weakness by those who are long term visionaries.  I have project ADD.  I cannot stand the mundane.  Once something becomes routine, I emotionally check out. 

Interpersonally, I am one of the most loyal people in the world.  I will stand by you no matter what, til death do us part.  If you hurt me, I may check out for a while, but I almost always come to my senses.  And I will defend you to the death…even if the death is my own.  I’m a hip shooter, but hurting someone devastates me.

I want to make a difference in the world.  Very idealistic, I’ll grant you.  But true.  I want to help people who are making a difference make more of a difference.  I want the gifts and talents that I have to be used.  I don’t want to be like the servant who buried the talent.  I want to use my talents and double them, triple them, quadruple them.  I want to be financially successful so that I can pour my resources into helping people.