I know that I have a capacity for influencing others. I’ve worked with teens and young adults for most my life and I have witnessed first-hand the product of intentional relationships. There is nothing like a good mentor in one’s life.
The interesting thing about these experiences in my past is that they were, by and large, hand-picked opportunities. Either the potential for growth in the mentoree, or the capacity for instruction in the mentor acted as a catalyst for future engagement.
What happens though when the opportunities aren’t hand-picked?
What happens when the consistent tug of this life takes you to places that you never would’ve chosen?
What happens when you spend your life shoulder to shoulder with people of vastly different backgrounds than you?
Yesterday I realized just how far some people will go to make ends meet. The indomitable spirit of humanity that forces someone (regardless of their age, race or gender) to persist through the harshest of life’s circumstances has encouraged me to no end.
I’m currently being mentored by people who, by worldly standards, have not the right education, position or resume to do so.
I’ve never been so influenced.