Can I tell you a story? A story of a boy who so badly wanted to be more.
He was the youngest of a family full of brothers, the weakest, the runt - if you will. He kept watch over livestock and did chores throughout the day and man, did he dream big. One day while out in the fields he received word that he needed to come inside to see a visitor. "It'll only take a minute," they said, "Trust me, he won't be needing you long."
He walked the distance back to their home singing the same song he sang while climbing the hills every morning towards the red-orange twilight sky and every evening while breathing in the cool night air. Spinning the staff he used to pull the sheep back in when they wandered too far away, he wondered what it could be. He wasn't due in for several more hours, and no visitors were due to arrive today that he could recall.
The sky above him was clear and full of promise for a beautiful day and something inside him knew, that this was more than just a visit. He closed his eyes and imagined a messenger coming to him with news from the palace, news that he would serve as the King's right hand man. He imagined being important and having big purpose and what that could look like for his life. He loved his job and he worked hard every day to make his family proud, but he couldn't help but wonder if there could be more.
"Hello David," his father said in a very solemn voice as he closed the door behind him, "please stand here for just one moment." Turning towards their visitor, his father held his head high, he was poised with pride and with a shrug of his shoulders he suggested that there was nothing more to be seen. David's cheek's flushed with embarrassment. He could feel the tension in the room while his brothers peered at him with a smirk on their faces.
As the visitor approached David, he began to tremble. He gripped his staff ever so tightly to try to hold still. His knees were weak and trembling. Then he closed his eyes and felt the Lord touch him. He felt Him breathe a new purpose into his life. He couldn't explain it, there were no words, just tears from overwhelming joy. He felt the man rub oil on his forehead and speak words over his life that would later rattle him with fear. His wildest dream had been to work with the King. But there was never a way that he could sit on a throne and rule an entire nation.
David went back to work after that divine appointment and after many songs later and many conversations out in the fields with only himself and His Lord, he would step up the plate to do a task that even his own brothers didn't think he could do. As his brothers tried to talk him out of it, he turned away. He removed himself from the voices of the naysayers and he called out to his Savior and he believed that there really was a King inside of that scared little boy. He ran away from the ones that he thought loved him and would encourage him and he ran towards his enemy and he conquered a giant. He saved his people. The ones with the smirk. The proud. The ones of very little faith.
Now, the story doesn't end there. As you know, that is only the beginning. But I have to stop there because there's something that I need to say to you.
You are a King. You are more than a conqueror. You are my warrior, my hero.
I know that inside of you there's still that scared little boy who doesn't believe he is capable of being anything more than a right hand man to someone great. But I need you to believe me when I tell you that you are that someone great. You have been called to do a great work for the Kingdom, for our little Jerusalem here. So while you're out in the fields, and God is preparing you through songs of worship and intimate talks with him about how to conquer giants, turn away from the naysayers, love. Remember the moment that you felt the Lord touch you for the first time. The overwhelming joy and passion that came alive in you. The ability to dream immeasurably. On the dark and lonely days when you feel like no one sees you and even the ones who do have little faith in you, hold tight to the days of past that had clear blue skies and draw your strength from God's promises that he's delivered you before, and he will do it again. You are chosen. You are His and no one can take that away from you.
All My Love,
"There's a King in every Kid." ~ T.D. Jakes
1 Samuel 17:37: And David said, "The LORD who delivered me from the paw of the lion and from the paw of the bear, He will deliver me from the hand of this Philistine."