The time is 1:35 AM. And I sit here with a renewed sense of passion. It's not manic enthusiasm, but rather an more introspective, in depth, even auspicious sense of understanding. There is lust, and then there's love. Lust is fleeting. It comes as a flood of impulse and emotion, but soon withers into oblivion, or worse, mediocrity. No. What I am experiencing in this moment is more than just a fleeting passion. It's a feeling of intimidation and admiration mixed with immense pride and responsibility. A connection to something that surpasses any pain, overpowers any objection, which disables any doubt. It's a love for more than financial gain, physical pleasure, or spiritual bliss. It's a love... for life. True life.
So what is Shlichus? A mission? A way of life? A chance to conquer a city?
Op-Ed: Business or Shlichus: World or Worlds?
The time is 1:35 AM. And I sit here with a renewed sense of passion. It’s not manic enthusiasm, but rather an more introspective, in depth, even auspicious sense of understanding. There is lust, and then there’s love. Lust is fleeting. It comes as a flood of impulse and emotion, but soon withers into oblivion, or worse, mediocrity. No. What I am experiencing in this moment is more than just a fleeting passion. It’s a feeling of intimidation and admiration mixed with immense pride and responsibility. A connection to something that surpasses any pain, overpowers any objection, which disables any doubt. It’s a love for more than financial gain, physical pleasure, or spiritual bliss. It’s a love… for life. True life.
So what is Shlichus? A mission? A way of life? A chance to conquer a city?