I am not perfect. I do dumb stuff, I sometimes let people down, I break things, I forget things, I get hurt by people, but I am enough.
Enough to make a difference in someone’s life. Enough to seek to serve the Lord’s purpose. Enough to be perfectly imperfect and still love myself with all my heart.
I am built in an image of our God and I have been given a very special skill to make a difference in people’s lives….my identity. It has been polished and adjusted throughout my life to bring me to this exact point in life. Because if that, I utilize my experience of my identity so I am able to make a subtle difference in your life. That is a choice I make and I find pleasure in it.
What gives me the right to think I can make impact on your life through words? Nothing , I simply choose to try. If one person feels better through relating to my stories than it is a job well done. If nobody reads it, should I still feel good because I did not get the dopamine response from having a bunch of views? Of course because I am not not looking to be famous from this post, but I am looking to grow though repetitions and failures. I find excitement not in the end result, but more in the journey.
When I write I get a rush of good feeling not because I wrote amazing content, but because of the smallest possibility that it will help someone today. Whether that happens I do not know nor is that what is important to me. I want to be connected to the universe and currently, where I am in life, I see that connection being establish through giving and being grateful for what we have been given.
I will make typos, I will use poor grammar, I will not write with clarity sometimes, but I will be enough. Enough to write with confidence, enough to be able to speak with candor, enough to try and simply from the hope of that effort, enough to keep pushing through. You too are enough to make a difference. However big or small, can you be enough to simply go and try?