I have the most awesome husband on the planet. He amazes me with the things he knows how to do, that I don’t know how to do. Like make money. Money making is not my gift. Spending it is.
Dude has a computer in his head where he can take any situation and put it on a mental spread sheet and calculate detailed plans with predictive outcomes along with mapping algorithms, sequencing strategies and data convergence points. I don’t know what that means. Sometimes I hear him say those words on the phone, so I just made up a nonsensical sentence. Another gift of mine. That doesn’t make money.
Sometimes I look at him with awe and I say to him, “Dude, you impress me. I could never do what you do.”
But I comfort myself with the fact that at least I can mentally calculate that I will need a towel when I get out of the shower.
We all have our own gifts.