Dear Son, today’s message comes from a broken and confused heart. It was written Sunday, January 27, 2013…
Spent hours today tweaking (and rehearsing) tomorrow’s speech for 800 execs at Orange County Convention Center.
When the keynote is over, they’ll think so differently about common sense they’ll feel like their business (and their life), moving forward, will never again be the same.
Bold can seem arrogant, even when it shouldn’t. It can also be deemed the single best option to deliver world class results.
The audience is expecting amazing!
It’s my responsibility to bring it!
On a side note, earlier this morning, the two (really long) readings to 1,000 parishioners brought unsolicited feedback, from our Head Pastor and others. Awkward. God’s Holy Spirit to be praised, not me.
And then quickly to Children’s Liturgy, the 20 (very small group this morning) precious K-5th graders refreshed my Family’s hope, which was severely strained a few days ago.
Rarely do our emotions become so raw and our priorities so clear as when a major wake up call arrives completely unannounced, and completely devastates our sense of normal.
The morning of September 11, 2001 was one of those wake up calls.
The morning of January 24, 2013 -102 days ago – a friend sent me (and many others) an email and then took his life.
While this post is old news, it is being written now, January 26. Real life in real time.
Really hard life in really hard times.
Please pray for everyone who’s ever been exposed to suicide, which is probably all of us.
Three blogs on balance so far, a quick jump over to our moneymaker (job), click here please.
Yesterday’s post is a huge metaphor for what happens with unexpected death. We say goodbye – with things left unsaid, undone, and hopes never realized.
The good news is no one physically lost their life. The bad news, we may never see Bobbye and Harry again.