He stared forward. Unbroken focus and serious eyes meant I had better listen.
UNFORGETABLE would be his next words.
The conversation felt more vital to my existence than air.
Become a legend and leave a legacy.
That’s all that consumed my thoughts at one point in my life.
Now restore swirled around, above, below, and within my heart.
What need I restore anyway? I didn’t know. I only knew something need to be brought back to a better state.
His question broke the air,
“Are you prepared to die for it?”
The question hung in the air like a bird soaring toward a tumultuous wave of water.
The bird broke through the water, grabbed its prey and soared forward–a majestic and graceful victory.
I said slowly with a pounding heart.
His response caught me off guard,
“Okay. Good. I’m just making sure you know where you’re going.”
I know where I’m going.”
Embrace the discomfort, I thought.
Embrace it and let goD.
“I look at these young men and women and I confess the tears trickle down my cheeks and I bow in humble praise to God that He kept me from walking away from a calling that at times was painful and frustrating.”
– Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.