It’s 3:00 AM/EST and I can’t sleep. This is my first night in the US after a week in South Africa and my body is adjusting back to the eastern standard time zone. So, I’m awake. Wide awake.
I’m thinking a lot about my next blog post. I typically post it by Tuesday. It’s Thursday. I’m already behind. I’m also not sure what to write about. Where to begin. This past week was an amazing experience and I’m overwhelmed. There are so many thoughts running through my head. I’m trying to grab one and hold on to it long enough to formulate a coherent thought. But it’s hard. Almost impossible.
The truth is… I need to make some shifts
When I started out on this journey, I was concerned about traveling by myself. Although I knew people who would be at the conference I was attending, most of my trip would be spent alone. I thought it was going to be scary. I thought I was going to be afraid. At moments throughout my trip, I didn’t have anyone around to ask their opinion or get their perspective. I was forced to think and reflect on my own. I was forced to be by myself.
The truth is… something amazing happens when you experience critical moments of life in the stillness of your “own thoughts” – your own perspective
The most breathtaking moment for me was going to Table Mountain in Cape Town. It’s the most beautiful place I’ve ever been. I had an amazing view of Cape Town while riding up the cable way and when I stepped out on the mountain – I felt a peace and stillness that I’ve never experienced before. I spent the next three hours on the mountain – by myself. Thinking. Praying. Reflecting.
The truth is… I’ve been too busy standing on the sidelines watching other people’s lives that I haven’t played enough of my own
I often think to myself, “It’s not a big deal if I don’t do it – someone else will”
While on Table Mountain, I was particularly drawn to Lion’s Head. I must have taken a hundred pictures of it from all different angles. It doesn’t matter where you are in Cape Town, you can distinctly see Lion’s Head from all the other mountains. It stands out. It’s one of a kind.
On that mountain, in the most beautiful place I’ve ever been, God reminded me that there is only ONE ME. That I’m unique and different. That there is no one else on earth that can do what HE is calling me to do. I can’t be replicated and I’m not replaceable. There is no substitute, no backup, no fill-in, no proxy, no stand-in, no surrogate, or alternate that can take my place.
If I don’t live out my own, unique purpose in life – it will not be done
Because NO ONE else is equipped to do it, there is only ONE ME