Communication Epiphany

Transporting readers to a destination.

Too much doubt has kept me from reaching towards a gift. Doubts of ownership that the gift belongs to me, that I have any right to use it, fear of wrongly using the gift, the laughter that will take place if I claim ownership (it's happened), the eye rolls, the exchanged glances--all of these I allow to usurp my gift and push it from me.

A few days ago, a thought settled into my mind and hasn't left yet. Perhaps it has taken root and begun to grow quickly.

Allow me to set the scene:

I was assigned to transport over 50 children ranging in age from third to twelfth grade to Battle of the Books, a reading competition (click here and here). As a school bus driver of the trip which was scheduled approximately 45 minutes northeast, I was mentally preparing the next day's trip of what to possibly expect on that particular route--the condition of the roads, weather, the excited-ness of the students, etc. when the thought quietly knocked on the door of my spirit.

My assignment was to transport readers to a destination.

Its deeper meaning ruminated within my spirit.

My assignment is to transport readers to a destination.

Isn't this what my gift does? Transports readers to a destination? Yes! Oh, yes! Let it be.




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