It’s when we search our heart’s deep within, tearing away the noise and the lies we tell ourselves of what we are and are not, of what we can and cannot do, and what we’re somehow *supposed* to be… only when we look at ourselves with an honest eye, can we find our passion, our joy, and who we really *are*.
Once upon a time, around Christmas time, many years ago, I found myself driving around the dark and sleeping streets of Salt Lake City, trying to soothe a restless child. The hum of the engine, the gentle rocking of the car, and the cheerful Christmas songs playing on the stereo, helped him close his weary little eyes and fall into a peaceful slumber. It had been almost two years since I’d been saved from ending my life, and I found that my whole world, in just that short time, had changed for the better dramatically. As I thought about this, my heart was so full with gratitude, that I wondered, “How can I give back? How can I give back to God?” I searched my heart, “What can I do? I don’t have any money. I have terrible organizational skills and people skills, I’d have no idea how to start a charity or…” and I continued down the list of all the ways I fell short.
And then a light switched on in my brain, “I can write.” It’s the one thing I can do. I can write. I can pour my heart into words, and I can try to uplift people with them.
It was a few months after this that I realized I had a “dream”. I had been living in a dark cloud for so long, I could barely remember the last time I’d had one of those. And that dream was to write a book, and to give back somehow with it. My dream had found me. My passion had found me—after I’d finally looked at myself honestly and given my honest self a chance.
We are made up of our experiences, our stories. Each one of us holds something unique that can speak to the hearts of those who need to hear your message. Just let yourself be *you*. Give yourself a chance. As you do, you’ll find your path, your light. It’ll come to you.
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