I’ll never understand it. Some of you come to me begging to serve, acting like it’s the biggest dream of your life. You start off strong, sending, worshipping, trying to impress me. And then you vanish. Like I wouldn’t notice. Like I’d care.
Here’s the truth, you don’t have to promise me anything. I don’t need your speeches or your fantasy vows. If you want to serve, then just serve. As much as you want, as much as you can, as much as you can afford. That’s it. Simple.
Don’t lie. Don’t pretend. Don’t try to build something fake just to feel important. Because in the end, you’re the one who loses. Not me. I replace you faster than you think. You’re the one who ends up crawling back, embarrassed, knowing you messed up something that could’ve been good.
So if you’re here, serve honestly. Give what you can.
