Chariots of Fire

Chariots of Fire

Chariots of Fire.
In Chariots of Fire, a scene that touched something deep in me was the one where Eric Liddell was watching Harold Abrahams race, and Liddell was sitting out because he couldn’t race on the Sabbath. The reason it touched me was because these days, it seems like so many people forget to honor the Sabbath and to keep it holy. Many businesses remain open on Sundays and people still work. The only questions I have are one asking why people don’t remember the Sabbath, and another wondering if it is actually realistic for our fast-paced, workaholic culture to take a day off.
To me, my calling is acting. I feel like I am being called to be an actress on Broadway. There are many different reasons and voices holding me back from this calling. The first one is the reality that I may not succeed. Although I don’t care whether or not I’m famous from acting, I still am afraid that I will end up with no career in acting at all, and then will struggle the rest of my life wondering why my calling didn’t work out. Another voice pulling me away from my calling is actually the voice of my mom. She has told me since I was a kid (I discovered this calling around the age of ten) that acting as a career isn’t very realistic and that I need something to fall back on before I pursue it.
As far as knowing which voice to trust, I have just recently come to a conclusion that will satisfy my calling and not hurt the people I love at the same time. I am working towards my bachelor’s degree in business administration so that I can be somewhat successful with what I am driven to become (a buyer for Target Corporation), and then after I get off the ground with that, I want to start a non-profit theater company and just do theater recreationally. Everyone wins in that situation.
My calling is a mystery in the sense that I’m not sure why I was called to act, but I feel like that’s where I really belong, and that’s what I need to do. I try to have faith that I will succeed,...

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