Thirty-four years ago today I was born with a purpose, as we all are. I think ultimately our task here is to find what we were put on Earth to do. To, in some way, make a contribution that will make this place better for the next person and future generations. I believe many of the disparities we see in life are a result of some never knowing their purpose to even pursue one, while others are so crippled by fear of trying which results in untapped gifts that the world will never get to witness. I often think about songs, books or movies we'll never know of because a gifted writer gave up because of obstacles or fear. More tragically, a scientist that could potentially find the cure for cancer or AIDS, but didn't have the drive to work days and attend school by night.
I've encountered countless setbacks while trying to pursue a dream that seems so close at times, yet, so far away. At one stage in my life I thought the setbacks were indications that I was on the wrong path or that I was pursuing the wrong dream, but a friend reminded me to never get distracted by the journey because the end is still the end. It's already written. He continued by saying just adapt to whatever comes on the path to your destination because that's a part of the fabric of your story. He closed with, "The race is not given to the swift or to the strong, but to the one who endureth to the end."
Every single obstacle that we encounter is for our greatest good. Run to your dreams...
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