Summer of 2016.
I’m sitting across from my cousin, hearing him share details of his newfound wealth.
He was just like me…well kinda.
Like me, he had a profound love for and interest in people, social justice, social reform and research.
Unlike me, he actually did something productive about it. He followed his heart in undergrad, studied what he wanted to, got amazing research experience, developed rich and awesome relationships, and then went off to grad school.
Like me, he had a period of financial struggle. Trying to figure out how he was going to make rent each month in an expensive city, while doing what he truly loved.
Unlike me, he was consistent with his dreams. He put in the work, did the hard stuff, and kept at it.
Summer of 2016 he sat across from me and uttered these words “Money keeps finding me. I have so much money now that I don’t even know what to do with it”.
He then started name dropping. Activists, leaders of movements, executives at Fortune 100 companies. They were all amongst his group of friends.
“Your gift will make room for you”.
I heard a voice so strongly, yet calmly in my head.
I hear these words when I study the lives and breakthroughs of others.
I hear these words when I’m watching someone using their gift.
I want those words to be true of me.
When others look at my life, I want it to be said that my gift made room for me and put me before great men.
I want to utilize my gifts and influence for the glory of God. For the betterment and empowerment of all people.
I know I need to get over myself. All my can’ts. Won’ts. What ifs. Should haves. Could haves. Would haves. All my fears, insecurities, burdens. They can’t come with me on this journey.
If my gift is going to make room for me, I need to make room for my gift to grow, develop and flourish.
Everything that doesn’t serve me, has to go.
Everything that’s holding me back, has to go.
Everything that causes me to doubt who I am and what I’ve got, has to go.
I will be who I am, unencumbered.