It’s been a while since I’ve posted. Life has been a blur. In the last month, my father-in-law died, my family moved into a new house, and we finished our company’s fiscal year-end. This last week was particularly busy. I had a Thomas Nelson Board of Directors’ meeting, a Quarterly Leadership Meeting, and a trip to Taylor University in Upland, Indiana where my former business partner was awarded an honorary doctorate degree. Fortunately, I am taking Monday off to get a little rest before my next round of meetings.
I’ve especially missed blogging during the last thirty days. I find that blogging makes me slow down just enough to process what is happening around me and in me. It helps me clarify my thoughts and keeps me focused. But, unfortunately, this kind of processing time is not always a given—at least not for me.
Sometimes I find that life is like skiing. You get off the lift, only to find you are on a black trail rather than a green one. (For you non-skiiers, green trails are for beginners; black trails are for experts.) The only way down the mountain is to lean into it, trust your instincts, and do the best you can. That pretty much describes the last month for me.
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Mike,
Its good to see a post from you. I was just thinking this morning that I hadn’t seen a feed from you in a while, so, nice suprise. I know for me, if I go for more that a week without posting it means life has become to busy and I should probably slow down. Sorry about your father-in-law, we’ll be praying for you and your wife. Enjoy your day off.
Jon Dale
Glad to have you back.
I noticed many of your company bloggers have been quiet lately. Are you working them too hard? ;-)
Recently I was skiing and had the same experience — I thought I was on a green but ended up on a black diamond. Instead of leaning into it, trusting my instincts, and doing the best I could… I screamed bloody murder, sat on my rear, slid down the mountain, and waited for help. (Feel free to use this strategy as well.)
Blessings on you and your family.