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Three people this week have asked me (in various ways) “What/Who are you trying to prove?” The idea is that I don’t need to prove anything.  This was an answer in one of those conversations that I found poetic enough to want to share. Definitely one of my shortest posts but I hope you enjoy it.

I don’t have to prove I have value.
I don’t have to prove I deserve love.
I don’t have to prove I’m right or worthy or good enough.

But

My purpose is to encourage, empower, and equip the sleepwalking children of God to break free of strongholds and pursue their dreams.

That’s not a cute saying, that’s the purpose statement of my life. I am called to wake people up to the purpose they were created to live. And to do that, I want to prove some things.

I want to prove that struggle doesn’t define you.
I want to prove that you can get back up.
I want to prove that gender can’t limit you.
I want to prove that singleness can’t limit you.

And to do those things I want to prove it with my life.

I want to prove my struggles don’t define me.
I want to prove I can get back up.
I want to prove my gender doesn’t limit me.
I want to prove my singleness doesn’t limit me.

I do that by winning.

Not winning someday, today.
Not achieving small goals, achieving big goals. Crazy only-God-could-do-that goals.
Not beating my peers; beating myself. Pulling out the best I have every day and leaving it on the field.

I don’t have to prove anything.
I want to prove everything.

I don’t have to prove to anyone.
I want to prove to everyone.