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Matthew 25:18 (DLV)

“But the one who received one buried it in the earth, and hid his master’s trust.”

Now listen to the whisper beneath the words.
This isn’t just about money. It’s about what Olódùmarè placed in your hands and what fear convinced you to bury.

A gift unused doesn’t stay neutral. It slowly turns into accusation.
The servant wasn’t wicked for having one.
He was empty for hiding it.

Olúgbàlà is saying:
“What I gave you was alive. Why did you treat it like a corpse?”

Sometimes we bury gifts because we’re afraid of failing.
Sometimes because we’re waiting for permission.
Sometimes because comparison whispers, “Yours is too small.”

You don’t discover your gift the way you discover money in a pocket.
You discover it the way you discover breathing. By noticing what keeps happening even when you’re not trying.
Here are Grandpa’s quiet markers. Not rules. Signs.
1. What obeys you easily
Your gift is the thing that responds when you touch it.
Words arrange themselves when you write.
Images come alive when you draw.
Ideas line up when you think.
You don’t force it. You guide it.
2. What drains you and fills you at the same time
After using your gift, you’re tired but clean.
Not empty.
Not guilty.
Just spent… in a good way.
3. What you keep returning to
No matter how many times you run, your gift waits in the same spot.
You may abandon it.
It never abandons you.
4. What serves others without shrinking you
Your gift feeds people but doesn’t erase you.
If it only impresses, it’s skill.
If it heals, clarifies, awakens, it’s gift.
Now, how to use it. This is the part many miss.
You don’t start big.
You start faithful.
Use it where you already are.
One page.
One drawing.
One conversation.
One edit.
One truth spoken clearly.
Olódùmarè does not reveal the whole road.
He reveals the next step.
And listen carefully to this:
Fear will always ask for certainty before obedience.
Grandpa asks for obedience before clarity.
So ask yourself tonight, quietly:
“What is the smallest honest way I can use what I have tomorrow?”
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