Life Coaching: On Being An Insurance Agent and Life Coach

I attended a funeral this evening. One of my insurance clients that I’ve known for 20 years passed away. He was a good man, a decent man, and a kind man. And here I sit, questioning again…

I have often wondered why I decided to become an insurance agent. I feel like I was lured into it, in a way.. The pay was attractive and the prospect of residual income was also nice when I made the choice, but I’ve got to admit, since my husband passed away, my passion for it sort of waned…but not tonight…Tonight I know exactly why I decided to become an insurance agent. I know the “why.” I was able to help this family many years ago prepare for such a contingency as this, and tonight, I am once more proud to be an insurance agent.

I know I won’t be in this profession forever. One day, I’ll transition Into full time life coaching. But not tonight. Tonight, I’ll weep with this family. I’ll walk with this family. I’ll remember with this family. The process of grieving with them brings back memories…memories of the loss of my own husband and the days immediately following. These are not memories I am fond of, but those memories help shape my life. They are now part of me.

Our lives consist of good bad, mediocre, mundane, white, black and gray. We twist and turn, go forward and back, we move and we’re still. Through it all, our characters are revealed and refined. How we respond to adversity reveals our faith, and what we do with the revealing refines us. Our refining is a life-long process. Until our eyes close for the final time, like this precious client, we are changed from faith to faith and from glory to glory. Until we reach the final glory in His presence.