I am the Manifesto.
If what you called me to do is to create the extraordinary, this done. I have a path worth fighting for, please give me the tools, the voice to raise a nation of Creative Disciples. There will be many missed opportunities. I for one know this to be true. So, many times I have started and stopped, but this is a time I will begin again, and again and again, if I have to. I have purpose. I have strength. One may say to just let it be, to let my call die! I simply can’t do this, this is in me, ingrained within my soul.
I will encourage; give life, to the one who is hiding, afraid to live a life of purpose and meaning. For the ones who wake up in the middle of the night and hear your voice.
“You are worthy of so much more, rise my King, rise my Queen”. - God.
That is what happen to me Father, you brought me comfort and abilities that I could only dream of. Do you remember? I write because it’s who I am, truly a writer of the soul. The clock stops for no one. You gave us a gift, and we must, it is our duty to use it. I have sense learned that I can’t please the many, many have turned from you Father, but not I. I know there will be many who will wish to see me cease, give me courage Father to keep going. I will look for the one, the one who is waiting for their tribe, the one who will dare say… I am the Manifesto.
I am looking for the one. Is it you?