I take intermittent steps back and review my life and, more importantly, the motives of my heart for every move I make. The cull of leadership is not easy; neither are the pioneering efforts demanded of me before as school administrator and talent manager and now as a human resource manager. Many times, the trek can be lonely and only those who fly in similar worlds with the same altitude grasp the dynamics of what I go through.
I have learned that I am not so important as to be able to control people or take advantage of them, as some are inclined to think. I churn my job knowing that, if I do less, others who take the trek with me will slide down.
I have learned that, in this tough business, one can't fake the preaching without the life that backs it up. Often, the backing up is not seen by the public eye, and it doesn't matter.
I have learned that I bark loudly not because I am better, but, precisely because I've been down on the ground probably more than most. In that, there is no room for self-righteousness.
I have learned that my attention span is too short to be capable of the machinations of spiritual manipulation because everything I breathe goes against that very grain. I speak the truth, sometimes straight out, because the deception and lying found in everyday life are just so distasteful that the specks of truth blurted out need to find their voices against the noise of propaganda called "denial".
No one likes accusations, but, if they be part of this trek, I thank my God for permitting them because they keep my feet on the ground. I am thankful for real friends who hold the ropes with me and those who have gone this path ahead of me who serve as examples of how to stand, even alone.
Nope, the trek ain't easy. But, I stand. By His grace, that's a promise.