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More Than I Expected

This is for all you company guys out there. I feel your pain. I was at an all day meeting for a larger group that I am a part of. I didn't want to go. I had other things to do (don't we all?). But I went. I would like to say that my attitude was above reproach and that I had planned to 'make the best of it'. But it was not.

So when our guest speaker started out by telling us how he had planned what he was going to say, I was only half listening. When he told us that he would be ok if what he had to say might only encourage a few of our group, I about shut it down, as my expectation was that it would not be me. After all, what are the odds?

But lucky for me, and perhaps unlucky for you, I listened and now have this to blog about.

Our guest speaker said, "If you died, would your family say you died doing what you loved or would they say the church stressed you out and killed you?" And instantly I removed the arrow from between my eyes. I realized it was me. I'm not about to proclaim an all new me forever and I am certainly not going to RSVP for all the company meetings, but this did encourage me.

At the risk of sounding very transparent, I do love my job. But like many people, I sometimes lose the forest for the trees. In the midst of overseeing many different groups, it can be easy to do. But within each of the many diverse ages and groups are people that look forward to seeing, stories waiting to be written about, and much love to be shared.

Thank you God, for leaving me here. I love doing this.

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