Contrary to the title of this post, this is not about Christmas gifts; it’s about God-given gifts.
We spend a lot of our lives trying to decipher what our God-given gifts and talents are. For some, it is easier than it is for others. Some have obvious artistic or athletic gifts, but for others they are less obvious. Sometimes, it takes a while for our gifts to manifest, and for us to realize that they are truly our God-given gifts.
For me personally, I didn’t realize that my God-given gift was writing until I began the journalism program at CSU. It had always been a hobby for me growing up with journaling and creative writing, but it wasn’t until high school I wanted to make an actual career out of it. CSU’s journalism program allowed for me to grow and mature my writing, truly developing a love and passion for it.
With the help of my dad, I realized that I’ve strayed away from my God-given gift by being distracted by all of these other skills I’ve acquired throughout college. I grew quite an extensive skill set in design and social media, wanting to implement all those skills in my career path going forward.
With less than a month left until graduation, I now feel like a poseur, trying to do and be something that I’m not. And I didn’t realize it on my own until my dad pointed it out to me. I would have never realized it on my own, if I hadn’t had that third-party observation.
My problem was I always thought I had to be well-rounded. I wanted to be able to use every single skill that I’ve gained throughout college. Maybe it’s not about being well-rounded. Maybe it’s about really focusing on the skill that you excel at to hone it and build a niche from it.
I’m blessed to have been given the gift of being a writer. It’s been my solace, my therapy and my form of expression. Writing has always been intimate and personal for me. Because of that, I’m privileged to have people ask me to read their writing; it always reveals something about them I wouldn’t otherwise know. I’ve gotten to help others grow their writing while growing my own.
Though I don’t want to be a traditional journalist anymore, being a writer will always be a part of me. And I know that wherever I go and whatever I do, writing will always be a part of that.
I’ll leave with this quote from Lord Byron: “A drop of ink may make a million think.”