Some childhood stories stick with you like bright, bobbing
buoys in uncharted seas. They serve as vivid markers as we navigate our days.
One story, for me, is about a worker who lost his job.
Everything was gone: his income, his years of education, his sense of purpose.
He’d been a well-known businessman.
But the one thing he took away from that career was his pen.
That pen? This guy repurposed it for writing stories that
would be published and passed down to generations of readers.
By all accounts, this author did not make money from his
stories. Something of greater value emerged: his legacy.
The stories became powerful influencers for good:
affirmations, encouragement, purpose-filled texts to uplift, to sustain.
I’ve always liked this story. It is timeless. Relatable.
Unique yet universal.
We are all repurposing our gifts, just like this writer dude
from ancient times.
Sewing machines are being regenerated into mask factories.
Fitness coaches are upping their game - moving their services
to interactive video sessions.
Boardroom meetings are expanding into Zoom extravaganzas –
wonderfully unexpected, often funny, exchanges among colleagues.
First Responders are keeping us safe in challenging
Team Leaders are repurposing and expanding their skills to
maneuver the platoons and keep everyone focused.
It’s amazing, really, this human capacity to adapt and
redirect and manage and breathe;
To release what we’d planned on and embrace what is.
To be grateful we have paychecks, while others are still
waiting for help.
To shift our perspective from Planning to Adapting.
To walk away from everything familiar and step into the
Perhaps, in a way, we are plying our pens – writing our own stories
for our children to read and re-read.
These heirlooms handed down will far surpass any Roth-IRA,
401-K or Estate provision.
Treasures of survival are the currency that can never be
stolen, lost or wrongly invested.
You have more abundance than you know.
With reserves to bank on when times are lean.
Another look at the gospel of
May 20, 2020