her about my prayers and what I was going through. She told me she had just preached a message yesterday about finding your purpose. I was challenging everybody in the room to close their eyes and think back to their childhood and what they were passionate about. In order to find your purpose that’s what it takes.
She challenged me to write a song. She said I was always messing around with the piano. I had never learned how to play it, but she kept saying that she sees me as a musical person. “Why don’t you write a song? ”, she said, “If you’re able to write a song so you’ll know that it’s time to leave teaching and go full-time into real estate.”
I sat down and wrote a song. I felt so connected to it. I fell in love with it. I read stories about how twins become separated at birth, and when they meet each other it’s like “oh my God I’m so connected to this person.” I was so in love with writing music. I taught myself to play the piano, guitar and I dove in headfirst. I started writing and writing and writing. That’s how I got started off. I realized I had this thing laying dormant inside of me. I’m a super late bloomer.
Did your siblings join the ministry earlier and how did that affect you?
I was the only one. I was the black sheep. I always felt like the black sheep. I was the only one no in the ministry. I was thinking “that ministry thing is for yall”.
Everybody was all the way in. Everybody went to bible college. Everybody went to theological schools. Everybody felt called at such an early age. My little brother who pastors a church in Orlando used to preach at recess. He asked the principal if he could use a certain room to minister at recess. Whatever kids or teachers wanted to come were welcome.
He was 12 or 13. It had to be in middle school. I didn’t feel like that