Adept at avoiding the solution

I seem adept at making excuses for myself. There may be a thing I want to do and should do, but I seem to find an excuse to do something else. How far can I justify my follies. But how can I really do that which I am 'meant to do' if I really cannot say with certainty what that is? Ah, but I think I do know. I was thinking about my purpose, and I believe that I am meant to show people the wonder of God. I don't know what that means completely, and then again I'm stuck with not really knowing what I'm supposed to do with my time. I guess I'm just really discontented, and I seem to be adept at avoiding the solution.