You didn’t imagine it by accident.
That vision stirring in your chest, that idea you keep pushing down because it feels too big, too wild, too much it’s not a fantasy. It’s a calling.
Dreams don’t visit everyone the same way. They’re not random sparks floating through the air waiting for someone to chase them. No, they choose. And the fact that one chose you means something sacred: you are already qualified to begin.
You may not feel ready. You may not have all the resources, the support, or the confidence. But your dream isn’t asking for perfection, it’s asking for permission.
Permission to live.
Permission to grow through your hands, your voice, your presence.
When God created you, He wove into your DNA more than skin and breath. He laced you with vision. With glimpses of what could be.
That vision is your proof.
That longing is your map.
The world may not understand it. They might say, "Why you?" But the real question is, why not you?
If the dream keeps finding you, even in silence, even when you're tired, even when you've tried to let it go... that’s no coincidence.
That’s evidence.
Every step you take, no matter how small, echoes into something eternal.
Because when you build what you were born to build, you don’t just change your life, you unlock the doors for others to walk through.
You become the proof someone else is waiting for.
So don’t bury the dream.
Don’t wait for perfect timing, perfect people, or perfect plans.
Start messy.
Start with trembling hands.
Start without applause.
But start.
Because your dream is not a question mark.
It’s a divine assignment.
And your courage to build it?
The world has been waiting for the answer to this question.
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