I Am a Pioneer

I was recently taking an assessment called The 5 Voices. The goal is to help individuals discover what’s their leadership voice and how to use it effectively. After completing the questionnaire, I received my results: I am a pioneer.

Interesting, I think. I’ve come across this word a few times in the past months, and I’d make note of it each time I’d see it. Dictionary.com defines it like this: 1) a person who is among those who first enter or settle a region, thus opening it for occupation and development by others 2) a person, group, or thing that is first or among the earliest in any field of inquiry, enterprise, or development 3) one of a group of foot soldiers detailed to make roads, dig intrenchments, etc., in advance of the main body.

As I’m just now looking up the definition, I’m nodding in agreement. But that wasn’t my initial response as I read the assessment’s overview of the pioneer voice. I kept thinking this doesn’t sound like me. I’m not strong in that area. I’m not gifted like that.

It wasn’t until I got to these words that I started to reconsider my rejection: “They approach life with an ‘anything is possible!’ attitude.” This resonated with me because I had lived it. I had witnessed God do the impossible in my life, and I had believed that He could. Motherhood and a restored marriage had seemed like impossibilities to me and everyone else around me. Yet there was this anchored word and assurance that kept tugging me back to it each time I wanted to disbelieve.

Soon after giving my desires of wanting to be a mom to God and asking Him to bless my womb in His timing, He told me that He would. I didn’t question Him; I just believed. I did however think it would happen years from now because of the reality that was my life. But it didn’t take God as long as I imagined such a thing would. I thought someday in the far future and God was thinking this exact day in the near one. I wrote my prayer with this desire to God on January 4, 2018, and on June 11, 2018, He allowed me to lay eyes on the gift He had given for the first time.

Mother’s Day that year was rough. Tears filled my eyes and my heart ached because I was seemingly stripped of all that had mattered to me. But God. He later uncovered that on Mother’s Day I was already a mom just unbeknownst to me.

Another ask and confirmation from God were to see my marriage restored and my family all under one roof. He did that too. Though the picture did not look how I thought it would and it did not remain as I figured it should, His Word was not void. It came to pass. And I thank Him for growing my faith to believe the impossible.

I realize that the grenades thrown by the enemy were sent to make me afraid, make me turn back, and make me distrust God. But God took those bombs and used them to train and empower me for the missions He would be calling me to.

The seed of “anything is possible,” God planted in me at birth. And the enemy did all He could to try to snatch it and stomp it out from the time I was in the womb. But God prevailed. I now understand why the attacks have been so great and the battles so fierce. It is because the enemy knew something about me that I’m just waking up to – I am a pioneer.

Who is it that God has fashioned you to be that you keep rejecting because of what has been sent to make you afraid, lose heart, or disbelieve? Go find that person and do it unapologetically. The world needs who God created you to be.

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