There’s this list of gifts that I dreadfully W I S H I had. I wish I had the gift to sing, mainly because my husband has the beautiful gift and I feel like I’m failing him because we can’t be that “power couple” worship team. I wish I had the gift of interior design, or any kind of design for that matter. But when I even attempt to redecorate our home, it just looks like a cluster of random objects and colors. Motivational speaking, photography, fitness, any sort of business related gift. Even just some nice handwriting for crying out loud.
ANY of these gifts could have made me happy and my life just a little bit easier… I think.
To be honest, it took me a while to find my gifts. It seemed like everybody was good at something. Yeah, I tried different things and thought they were my gifts, but it turns out, I was maybe, sometimes “good” at them. But they weren’t what I was called to do. I L O V E D playing soccer; my whole life it was something that I enjoyed. But that dream ended after high school ended (which is okay, I wasn’t fast enough anyways.) I thought for the longest time that teaching younger kids was my gift. And as much as I love kids and think that they will always be a big part of my life, I’ve found that it’s not my overall passion.
Over the last few years, through experiences and meeting new people (not by any of those silly tests), I’ve found some of my gifts. I believe my planning skills is a gift- sometimes an over excessive gift- but hey, I’ll take it. Empathy is another gift that I have a love/hate relationship with. I can feel what other people are feeling. When they’re happy, I get this huge rush of excitement and smile from ear to ear for them. But when they’re hurting, I can feel my heart being ripped apart inside.
But my latest gift, is one that I had all along, I just never really realized it.
I was in journalism in high school and wrote for our school newspaper. It was something I truely enjoyed doing, but never saw it as a gift. I just saw it as writing about the lastest school trends or the upcoming basketball season. And maybe that’s why I wasn’t aware of the gift that I had- because I wasn’t using it as God wanted me to.
When I started this blog, I had no idea the power it had. I had no idea that so many people would read it and be able to relate. I had no idea how many people I could reach with it. It was just something that I felt like starting and would just see where it went, writing here and there.
But now, I see it. I see this beautiful gift that God placed in me. And it’s all because somebody- you reading this- told me what my words did for you. YOU showed me my gift by encouraging me and supporting what I didn’t even know was right in front of me.
And I think that’s what happens with a lot of us. When we feel lost and seeing all of these people around us using their gifts, we can feel jealous and defeated. We WANT to have all of these other gifts- because we truly haven’t found ours.
So my goal has been to point out the “unseen gifts” for others. I want them to know what they’re good at, what can bring them joy again, what puts the fire back into them. I want them to see this gift, use it for good, and never look back.
So here I am, a couple months later, using my “unseen gift” to inspire others to find theirs. ( So cool, right?!)
My challenge for you now, is to find yours if you haven’t (or ask someone like me to show you it’s been there all along.) And when you do, don’t let it go “unseen” again.