I awakened this morning with the reminder of duty on my heart—completing the task so-to-speak. Rounding out the plans, sifting the content, and culminating the finish is the center of my motivation. I thrive off of a message I heard years ago that left an eternal imprint in my heart and mind,
The wealthiest places in the world are not gold mines, oil fields, diamond mines or banks. The wealthiest place is the cemetery. There lies companies that were never started, masterpieces that were never painted… In the cemetery there is buried the greatest treasure of untapped potential. There is a treasure within you that must come out. Don’t go to the grave with your treasure still within YOU – Dr. Myles Munroe.
I must be honest and admit when I first heard this message I took offense, mainly because I just knew I already had it together. I was young, single, making good money, and could drive what I wanted and travel anywhere I wanted. So, what do you mean telling me my track to the finish will conclude with my potential having never being utilized? Then I sat back and pondered the truth in this paragraph. I was pressing myself eighty hours, sometimes ninety with overtime, to build someone else’s dream. I programmed my alarm clock to wake me up on time every morning, five days a week, to go make someone else rich—to fulfill someone else’s purpose, while my own was lying dormant within me. Talk about a reality check.
Upon that realization, my whole life took a shift in focus. I had to first admit to myself that what I loved to do, what came natural to me, wasn’t corny or foolish but directly in line with my passion—my fervor for touching people—making a positive impact on their lives. My next step was to align my gifts with my motivation. For me, my motivation was, and has always been, my faith. I’ve always believed that what I do in the name of Christ is not only more beneficial for me but for others He’s allowed me to come in contact with. I’ve failed in so many disastrous ways over the years. My failures were not because I was in error, but because my zealous heart was consistently trying to force 10lbs of potatoes in 8lb bags. I had to learn to plan big but work inch by inch effectively and not 10 miles at a time. I wasn’t doing myself or anybody else any good with that method
But, some years later, slow and steady has been winning the race. I don’t know if you all remember, but some time back I wrote about being encouraged to complete a lifelong goal of mine to start my own publishing company to share my passion of writing with the world. Well, guess what? It’s official! I stepped out and did it. And with it, so many other beautiful ideas the Lord planted in me years ago. It’s a ton of work, but it’s so worth. Everyday now, part of my prayer of gratitude is thanking the Lord for strengthening my heart to push forward and not buckle under my failures.
That’s my memo to you this morning and I hope you get it. Nothing beats a failure like a hustle. Don’t quit! Don’t walk away. Most importantly, don’t cave when it doesn’t work out the way YOU planned it. Stay the course and watch God unfold His plan for your purpose one step and one day at a time.
Finish what you started!