In the heart of Bakersfield, California, where dreams were sown and aspirations sprouted like golden rays of sunshine, I, James, found myself standing at the crossroads of hope and despair. A single father with dreams as vast as the desert sky, I had embarked on a journey to launch my own business as a motivational speaker, author, minister, and life/relationship coach.
I have relentlessly poured my heart and soul into this startup, fueled by the belief that I could inspire and uplift others. The vision was ready to take flight, wings spread wide, but little did I know that a storm was brewing in the form of betrayal. A close friend and trusted colleague, someone he considered family, had stolen the very foundation of my dreams right from under my feet.
The startup money, meticulously saved and invested, vanished like a mirage in the desert. The close friend turned thief had intercepted the initial capital and residuals, leaving me stuck with nothing but shattered dreams and a mountain of debt. As the harsh reality set in, I faced the daunting task of repaying venture capital investors and refunding all purchases made for my now-crippled business.
With a heavy heart, I packed up his dreams and his children, leaving behind the sun-soaked streets of Bakersfield and returning to the familiar embrace of Phoenix, Arizona. Here I am now, the once-promising entrepreneur now finding himself working tirelessly, clocking 80-90 hours a week driving for Uber and DoorDash just to scrape together the bare necessities for my family.
But amidst the trials and tribulations, I refuse to be defeated. I now cling to the fragments of my vision, a vision that held the promise of a brighter future for my children. My relentless determination will shine through as I continue to persevere through the darkest hours, fueled by the love for my family and the burning desire to see my dreams as well as the dreams of others come to their full fruition.
“I do it all for us” I say to you all with my voice unwavering. I am the son of parents who knew the struggles of financial hardship, yet, I have inherited their incredible work ethic and resilience. My God-given creative mind, a beacon of hope, seeks fervently to not only “recover”, but to “surpass”, bringing success and prosperity to my legacy and the legacy of others. I say it from the mountain top to us all, “Why should we merely “Cope” with things that we have the power and ability to “Change!” No more coping for me. I want “CHANGE”….
I bore the weight of these setbacks with grace, drawing strength from God and family to speak and help others navigate their own hardships. In this moment of vulnerability, I bare my own soul with honesty and sincerity, reaching out to the world for a helping hand.
“If I can rise, I can bring others up with me!” I now declare this as my anthem and testament. And so, my story, a symphony of loss, resilience, and hope, echoes through the hearts of those who may listen. A call for compassion and solidarity, urging anyone who can and will stand beside me as I arise from the ashes, determined to rebuild not just my own dreams, but to uplift others in the process of realizing their own dreams as well.
Love, Faith, Strength, Hope, Blessings, and Change,
I speak them all into your lives my Brothers and Sisters,