Leaving maybe?

So I just came home from my Dad's house where we had a great conversation about me potentially leaving to do some Mission work in Nicaragua. It ended with him praying and me crying. I was so overwhelmed with joy that I have a dad who is comfortable praying with and laying hands on his son. I was just thinking about how real God's gift of a great family was to me. It was as real as if He was sitting on my living room floor handing me a box that somehow contained the gift of a Father who loves and cares for his son.

God: Alan, Here is an earthly father and mother who love you. Here is security, Here is a job, here is an education, here are all the abilities it takes to be successful in this world.
Alan: Thank you Thank you......(much sobbing and tears) I love you....I think I said something like that. God, Help me to lead a life worthy of my calling......

Why? Why would God give me these things? I can't help but dwell on that verse that says to whom much is given, much is required (if that's even a verse) I WANT to give MUCH. God, What offering can I give you. I want to give you myself. What do you want with me? Where would I go?

Fill me with your spirit. Grant me the discernment to choose my path....and send someone with me if it be your will.

I love you,
Alan