Has your mind ever gotten stuck? The kind of stuck you can't seem to shake. It might be a thought lodged deep within the crevices of your internal monologue. I don't like being stuck.
A four-month calendar lay on the kitchen island, with a third of the coming year on display. When I walked into the room, I saw that it had highlights and marks. I wasn't exactly sure what was going on, but I had an educated guess as to what it meant.
Confession is difficult. It doesn't come easy - at least not for me. To admit I was wrong feels synonymous with accepting defeat. As a competitive person, defeat is one thing, accepting it quite another. But therein is the lie - confession is not defeat; it's ensuring wrong is not on repeat.
Making decisions is what a leader must do. And the more people you lead, the more decisions you typically are involved in or responsible for. And the more decisions you are responsible for and the more people involved the higher the risk and potential reward.
I can be a horrible conversation partner. Just ask my wife. There are times when I talk too much. There are times when I don't talk enough. More often, I don't listen enough (or at least well enough).
As someone once told us, "The days are long, but the years are short". An airline stewardess told us that. I think she saw the dark circles under our eyes and the exhaustion in our gaze. Parenting isn't for the faint of heart. And I'm only 11 years in, which means...
Preacher on the Run... 