Cachet: (n) the state of being respected or admired; prestige.
After many years, numerous victories, and an amazing assortment of achievements, I want to continue my work, but I really would love to do so without having to promote myself or reaffirm with others around me that I am capable.
I don’t know what the magic number should be, but somewhere along the line we should have built up a cachet of evidence which doesn’t constantly have to be drug into the court of public opinion in order for us to receive a positive verdict.
I especially desire that my children, friends and dear acquaintances would provide space for my ability, my mission and for the little ego I feel is necessary to tote so that I don’t implode with self-pity.
When I don’t get that portion, I am in danger of sharing my work from a root of bitterness instead of a blossom of sweetness.
It is our responsibility to remember the authority and value of each other–even if we happen to temporarily be put out or miffed.
Sometimes I can’t promote myself and still remain righteous. I need people who have benefitted from knowing me to remind me and others of the gold that God has entrusted to my soul.