I believe everyone has been given something. A way of seeing, a way of doing, a way of being that nobody else has in quite the same way. And too many of us are sitting on it. Waiting for the right time. Wondering if anyone will care. But your gifts weren’t given to you so you could keep them safe. They were given to you so someone else could be lifted by them. Your gifts weren’t given to be stored. They were given to be shared.
