Bring on the tissues. I can’t even begin to tell you how much I love this little guy. He inspires me to no end.
The fact that he was brave enough to get up in front of so many people to sing in the first place amazes me. More than that though it is his sheer determination to sing again after he “failed” that brings me to my feet cheering.
He messed up. He needed his mama. (Don’t we all from time to time?) What mattered most was this…
He didn’t quit.
The moment when his face began to crumble and when it seemed like he’d lost all hope…I can relate to that feeling. I’ve been there. I bet you have too.
We all experience failure at one point or another. We all have moments when the fear we face seems to get the better of us. It’s part of life.
I want to encourage you, the next time you find yourself in that place, take a page from little Malaki’s book.
Take a deep breath.
Hug your mama.
You’ve got this.
“The time has come for your dreams to be heard”