A friend once called me and told me how blessed she was by the support my family has shown toward my pursuit of missions. On a separate occasion, another friend shared his struggle because his family wasn't as supportive or understanding of him serving God full-time. If I were being honest, those conversations made me wonder: Was I simply lucky to be born into a family that supports me?

Grace reminds me that I wasn’t given a spotlight, I was entrusted a role. And that the things I profess in public should permeate every aspects of my life, even in the things unseen; How I prepare in private, how I treat others behind the scenes, how I worship when no one is watching, the integrity of my heart. All of it matters!