Have you ever been on the receiving end of grace? When you are it feels like a warm fire on a cold winter’s day.

If you have ever needed it and not received it you know it feels like someone turning their back on you while you’re drowning.

Have you ever been on the receiving end of grace? When you are it feels like a warm fire on a cold winter’s day.

If you have ever needed it and not received it you know it feels like someone turning their back on you while you’re drowning.
Every leader knows they need feedback. Every good leader wants people to help them see things they can’t see. As you move up in an organization it becomes harder to see reality because either you are too close to the operations or you are too removed to see what’s happening on the front lines.

The entire premise of the hit show Undercover Boss is based on the fact that leaders need to know if what’s on the board room wall is actually happening down the hall.
We all struggle from time to time communicating with those we love the most. As the hurt starts to pile up we begin to say and hear everything through that filter of pain. The way forward seems so complicated and impossible we can reach the point of giving up entirely.

What if the solution isn’t as complicated as you think? What if the answer was just a few basic sentences made up of only 2 words?
One of my weaknesses is I don’t take the time to celebrate milestones like I should. I’m wired up to see the next hill or the next problem to solve. I feel a sense of urgency to keep plowing ahead, instead of pausing to celebrate.

In fact, it’s harder than you might think for me to make this post because I have several others lined up I’d rather share. But I’m trying to grow in the art of celebration.
Certain words in the English language I have a hard time saying correctly. It takes a lot of focus for me to say “pin” and “pen.” I literally have to say “hen” in my mind before I verbally say “pen.”

Numerous other words sound the same to me, like ten/tin and steal/still. The worst is heal/hill/he’ll. Imagine trying to deliver a message which includes “Jesus can heal your broken heart. He’ll never let you down. No matter what hill you’re facing.” Nightmare!
I haven’t met anyone who is thrilled about our choices for this presidential election. You might be the exception, but the passion just doesn’t seem to be there for either side.

What troubles me is that we are no longer just skeptical. We’ve become distrusting, fearful, and now cynical. And the cynicism is growing.
Inevitably you will bump up against some situations that cause you to doubt. A financial blow that came out of nowhere. Your spouse tells you they want a divorce. You get laid off. A situation goes from bad to worse and you find yourself asking, “Where are you God? Are you paying attention? Why is this happening? Why won’t you answer my prayers?”

We find ourselves in this situation when we have a dream of how we think our life should turn out but the life we are living looks nothing like it. In fact, it feels like the exact opposite.
Three years ago I found myself complaining and griping about a pastor friend I have. I wasn’t complaining out loud, but man was I was having a pity party in my mind.

He was telling me about how hard things were for him in his season of ministry and how he was looking forward to his upcoming month-long sabbatical.
Have you ever considered how many family vacations you have left? If you have young kids you’re probably thinking you just want a vacation!

When your kids are toddlers vacations are difficult. They need a nap so it’s hard to go places for any length of time. Sand gets in their eyes, swim diaper, and food, which makes everyone miserable. If you can scrape up the money and energy for a vacation it’s usually spent visiting family.
I bet you have a few epic scars on your body that tell an unforgettable story. I have one on my right elbow from a fishing accident years ago. (Who knew fishing could be so dangerous?)

I was trout fishing in a light rain with my soon-to-be and now father-in-law. The wet conditions, one miscalculated step, and one rotten tree branch created the perfect scenario where I found myself falling backwards off a small cliff.