Someone asked me today: do you know your purpose.
Yep. I live for all the hungry people. The folks that for whatever reason – call it Grace – wake up hungry for a better life. Just desperately want something more.
A long time ago my parents taught me a powerful lesson – not to fear poverty.
Being broke is tough. But hopelessness is the real enemy. The terrifying prospect that no matter how hard we try it won’t matter. That’s the real enemy – hopelessness. And my meaningful work – to make sure if you work hard, it matters. That if you have something of value to contribute and you are willing to work, you can make it. I want this country to continue to be a giant club whose membership is composed of really hungry people. That can make it.