Women Of Destiny

"use your talent and passion! that's your ministry!" or somewhere along that line. the pastor's words echoed in heart. the bus swayed and bumped, as did my mind. talent. talent. talent.

like what? i could never top everyone in a certain something. the blue sky only smiled back in reply.

"um, we'll like to thank all those who have supported us during the nationals, because..." her voice trailed a few octaves higher. gradually the school focused their attention on her. the track captain fought back tumbling tears four days later during morning assembly.

"cedar track will..will continue to strive for greater heights. to give anything less than your best is to sacrifice a gift. thank you,"unusually loud applause saluted the whole track team's courage despite them dissolving in tears. they had dropped from the national top 3 to the national fourth for the c division, and i witnessed it.

the girls had grown wings and flown. if i only could have such talent, such wonder. but they impacted me none the same. that tag line of theirs dawned on me finally.

intrigued, it just so happened that phillip and i touched on the same subject.

people, are like raw materials. talents are the gems. you take the raw materials and build up a person but the talents-you must discover.and when you discover them. you must purify, cut and refine.you can't expect a newly discovered gem to look more radiant than one already cut, but it's still a gem alright. the words spilt forth.
i could almost imagine the bespecacled encourager in that crisp crimson shirt, saying with much earnesty in the backdrop of the place where we always study. people bustle by, with others burying their heads in books and mixed scents of fresh waffles

in that world, i lift up my hot chocolate that drifts in lazy spirals, tempting my tongue. but still i first resist and laugh. then where do i find mine? i always wanted to be able to use whatever that i have for the lord or something .

he seems to consider this for a moment, but only a moment.
start with who you are, he says.
what makes you different from the rest of the people.

now i laugh. the warmth of the hot chocolate tickles a smile from my lips. but back in my own seat in front of the computer in this world, i pause to consider. perhaps i would try. i always wondered what i would be in the future, but the future is now. that's what makes it exciting.

just maybe, a tiny jewel enveloped within rests quietly. encouragement, passion and hot chocolate would stir on the adventurer to find it's shine. it may take years, but most importantly, it starts now.

in search of
brenda