What Will My Legacy Be?
There are moments in a man’s life when he begins to understand that the road he has traveled was never truly random. The victories. The heartbreaks. The visions. The long nights. The ridicule. The perseverance. The prayers whispered when no one else was listening. All of it was preparing something greater than himself. As I look back upon my life, I do not see a perfect man. I see a man who kept walking. A man who kept believing. A man who refused to let the light within him die — even when the world around him often seemed dark and uncertain. And perhaps that, more than anything else, will become my legacy. Not wealth. Not status. Not recognition. But faithfulness to the visions God placed upon my heart. For more than two decades now, I have carried within me ideas and dreams that often felt impossibly large. Since that profound experience in December of 2003 — my time “on the mountain with God” — I have lived with the deep conviction that humanity is not moving toward...