There are many formulas that lay claim as the best pathway toward great leadership. Just the other day a friend, who is an exceptional leader, raised a challenging notion. He remarked that the secret to great leadership doesn’t lie within a predetermined set of principles. He claimed that even though there is much written about great leadership it’s not what great leaders know but how they apply what they know that matters. He felt that great leadership is found in the finesse of its execution.
Then he did the unthinkable – he issued a challenge – Why not write about that?
Since that talk, this idea of leadership finesse has haunted the leader within…
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Something extraordinary is going on around the office these days. The team is experiencing the benefit of many years of investments into leadership development. Probably many more years of investment than normal but then again who’s trying to be normal?
The economic condition of the country isn’t helping much. The political landscape that small businesses must navigate is not helping. Valued partnerships, in a pinch to increase revenues and improve internal systems are not always helpful towards the bottom line. (Who can blame them?)
Yet – admits a tidal wave of struggle it’s starting to rain. It’s raining influential leaders around here.
Haven’t we all gone through that awkward age of not being able to walk and chew gum at the same time? I remember those days vividly as my over exaggerated quest for adventure often left me with skinned knees and lumpy head injuries. It wasn’t that I lacked a certain set of physical skills it’s just that as I grew my body was changing faster than I could keep up with.
In my walk with God, I have noticed the same to be true. Even armed with the best of intentions I went through an awkward time of self discovery. When God’s Spirit takes over, and I excitedly stepped out in faith but lacked the general wisdom that comes with spiritual maturity. Instead of being a light unto the world my overly exaggerated Kingdom heart raced forward and, at times, I sounded more like a clanging gong than a reflection of the one who saved me.
Writing is a way of life.
Lately, I have been thinking a lot about why I write. To be certain, there is an elementary need to communicate deep within me that is being met when pen meets paper. The question then becomes, how does a person fuel their writing life year after year? Is this little hobby sustainable? More than that every blogger wonders if they can positively impact others by blogging?
I believe the answer to be a hardy, yes. Yes, it is true for me, and true for you.
As a family man, business leader and person of faith I have learned that time is not always my friend. I have not perfected the writer’s life. As a matter of fact, I have not perfected life. However, I have come to the understanding that when my writing takes a back-seat it’s normally a sign that something is not right deep within my heart.
Convinced that writing in some form or another is vital to my emotional health I have developed a few rhythms of life that keep the writer inside chugging away finding new ways to use old words.
January in Nebraska is not quite heaven on earth. The humid, green promises of summer give way to the blazing landscape of the fall; which in turn, gives us the icy chill and dull brown glaze of winter. Yet, this January I haven’t noticed much.
Why? Because, I am a writer.
I forgot that I was a writer for about 14 years. Oddly enough, when my business driven life collided with faith writing was one of the first desires God awoke in my heart.
My calling to the pen started innocently enough. A prayer and a journal. It was an idyllic period of self discovery. Learning to take my first step back towards writing and with God.
(Insert angelic music here.)
Re-post: What is the story you are living in?
Every person has a story to tell. The problem is that most people don’t understand the basics of a good story. A good story is not built around smart quips and antidotes in a crowd; story is much more important than that. A basic understanding of story is essential to anyone who actually wants to improve the one they are living.
I often ask leaders I serve, what is the size of the story they are living in. It seems like a fair question. Mostly, everyone thinks that the story they are living is “epic” until you ask the follow-up question, “what’s the title?”
Normally, this is where all internal hell breaks loose.
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When I was a child, I played like a child.
At that point in my life, nothing brought me greater joy than my Big Wheel. Fast, sleek and sexy this man-powered machine was my first ticket to freedom.
I remember starting at the top of Benton Street where my parents house was located in Denver, Colorado and screaming down our street as fast as I could go.
Like clockwork or a peculiar kind of extrasensory perception, Billy was quick to respond. It never failed, he would jump on his Big Wheel and race up our street towards me for a celebrated game of chicken.