“Your gift is the thing you do your absolute best at with the least amount of effort. That’s your God given gift. Everyone has one. God gives it to you at birth. You don’t have to go anywhere to discover it. It’s not in the water. It’s not on the mountain top. It ain’t hid under a rock. Your God given gift is instilled in you at birth.” ~ Steve Harvey
What is your gift? What is that thing God has purposely placed you here to do in order to advance His Kingdom? Because God just doesn’t give you something as if its a lottery. He doesn’t allow you to be birthed into this world JUST because your mom got pregnant with you. You were sent here with a mission to fulfill.
So what is that mission you are here to conquer? What is it that you are supposed to be doing? Yes, I’m asking this question over and over again in order to get you to thinking. And if you know what that gift is already, well shoot, WHY AREN’T YOU DOING IT??? Why aren’t you working your gift? What is taking you so long to show Him thanks for that thing He uniquely gave you? Trust and believe, He took time to craft you baby. Yes, He most certainly did.
Before you were formed in your mother’s womb, He spent precious time designing you. You wasn’t a mistake. I don’t care if your mom was a teenage mom, like my own. I’m 42 years old and my mom is 57. It ain’t no secret. Do the math. At that time, our family may have thought I was a mistake. Maybe my coming so soon damaged my mom, maybe it damaged relationships, or maybe some looked down at her back then. But one thing I know and one thing I’m so sure of is…
I wasn’t no mistake to my maker. To that young girl, over 40 years ago, He had a plan. He stayed up one night and thought about the color of my skin. He envisioned how my eyes would set on my face. The distance between my ears were carefully crafted. Each and every limb He blessed me with was a science project one evening. He made my legs long to resemble those of my grandfather. Long legs and short torso, my granddaddy was called “Slim.” I have different shaped molds all over my face and neck just like him too.
Once He was complete with my frame, He instilled within me a brain that I can hardly describe. Not like many, both sides of my brain are used equally. Have you ever heard of the right brain vs left brain psychology test? The tests are done to determine which side of your brain is the dominant side meaning which side do you use most often or in other words which thought patterns are your default settings. Left side is the logical, thinking side. And the right side is the creative, emotional, or intuitive side. Well when I took this test, my scores revealed I was straight down the center. Neither logical or emotional but grounded in both.
And with that, He created this gift of speech within me. When on stage or in front of an audience, I don’t care if it’s 2 people or 200, I turn into another person. My nervousness comes ahead of the stage. Once I’m up, it disappears. And I’m no longer the shy or quiet person. If you don’t know me, but notice me from a distance, you’d agree.
Funny thing is…when I step back and look over my life, I had a love for the stage as a young girl. I can recall my school days when we would have to recite famous poems. I can remember getting up in front of my class with the goal of standing out from my peers. I not only recited the poem, but I added in gestures and inflections with my voice. It was against my rules to be stagnant, rigid, or afraid. And I better not take my poem/speech up there with me.
Through the years, I’ve emulated this same behavior subconsciously. Through every class assignment. For group work, I was always the presenter. And even now, I’ve used this gift across many platforms. I’ve taught at a local college (too easy). I’ve spoken at churches. Hosted marriage retreats and couple events with my husband. I often brief at work. Time and time again, I have the privilege to use my voice.
Even now. Through my fingers, I’m speaking. Throughout this blog page, you’ll find numerous writings drafted from the logical side and the emotional/creative sides of my brain. I don’t just give opinions. I give perspectives and often times, advice. I may not be on stage, but for each reader, rather if its 1 or 2, I have an audience.
You. You reading this. You are part of my audience. And therefore, I want to leave you with something to continue to think about. If you haven’t discovered your gift, I want you to spend the next couple of days turning this question over and over in your head. “What is my gift.” I want you to pray about it. Ask Him to reveal it to you. And if you are on the fence with what you believe it to be, ask Him for clarity or confirmation. And once you have it, ask Him to help you fulfill it. Assisting you with doing that thing He designed you for gives Him honor. I know He smiles when we discover Him. But He is even more proud while watching us in action working that gift. That I know and believe in my heart.
Want to please Him? Want to give Him something for all the blessings He has bestowed upon you? It’s simple. Work your gift…your God’s given gift.
Thanks for your attention. Remember you are your own competition.
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