What’s Your Passion?

Emma’s choir took first place today in a competition in Coeur d’Alene, Idaho. Emma sings high soprano, and she has a gorgeous voice.  She also has a passion for music, and it’s rare that the tinny sound of her tunes aren’t trailing along in her wake. You have to get her to take out her ear buds before you can talk to her. If it takes 10,000 hours to master a discipline, Emma is well on her way to mastery. Maybe you should take piano lessons, I suggest. She shakes her head. She puts her earbuds back in. She sings along, closes her eyes.

I worry about this plugged-in generation, and especially about my three plugged-in teenagers. Their passions are still emerging, uniquely their own, certain to be different from my passions. But shouldn’t they be?