Vocation: from the Latin vocare, call. A call to serve. A shift inside of you that evokes an attraction, a disposition, a particular taste for a mission, a craft, or a state. It is a call to engage yourself and to ask questions: what are my talents? How can I be in harmony with my values? How may I be of use to the world? And so we say of someone, that he or she has a vocation to be a teacher, a doctor, a musician, a father or mother, and so on.


A vocation is never a purely individual and interior adventure. It always has a social, cultural, collective dimension, because in society as in enterprise, it prompts us to put our gifts and talents at the service of others (whether they are customers or employees).


No two vocations are exactly alike. Each vocation is linked to its own story. Some are precocious, others are late-blooming. Each one is a personal journey.


Every vocation presupposes duration. The long term. It’s a commitment that gives meaning and is confirmed through the choices we make in daily life.


“Service”: not a popular word. And yet. In that word, there is nothing that calls attention to itself, but rather the discreet, humble charm of generosity. “Render service”: extend a helping hand, assist, support, aid, push, make grow, give…


We can only really serve with the heart.


The way in which we serve is more important than what we serve. The beauty of the gesture. The real beauty, that transmits, that creates ties, that perpetuates, that radiates. That makes an impression and generates emotion.


As children, weren’t we always happy to “be of service”? Don’t we all remember the childlike joy of being involved, of applying ourselves to serve as best we can, to assume responsibility within the class? Children, free of the cultural weight of the word, see no servitude in it. Let’s all remember that pride.


To serve does not mean being servile. It is an engagement, a promise. To serve a cause, to serve the State, to serve as an example… You don’t trifle with service!


To serve is to give