by thenewgreen

It's the question that haunts everyone starting a career: What's my calling? Some refer to it as a vocation; others might call it a life purpose. If you're a mid-career professional charged with giving advice to terrified twentysomethings, you might resort to that dreaded graduation speech touchstone, "passion."

We have had two child care providers for our daughter over 2.5 years. Oddly enough, both of them had husbands that were deeply involved in religion. The first was/is a contemporary christian rock psuedo-star. (he's not quite made it yet). This sort of thing drives me nuts. The music is atrocious and the lyrics are so trite, especially given the enormity of their topic.

The second guy is studying at the divinity school at Duke and is a methodist. This guy is cool. He's smart and interesting and while I don't know him well, I'd like to.

The first seems like a snake-oil salesman and the second like someone that is sincerely on a quest for knowledge.

Two different paths to "God", two very different people, of the same generation.