Today, during practice ONE hundred with a team of twenty kman crazies, I allowed my mind to wander but just for a few seconds. Kramer had just put his wrap on practice with a gracious comment toward kman, the team, and me. He thanked us all for the gift of practice. My mind wandered. I let it. In a matter of seconds I allowed my mind to recall the many moments where I’ve felt someones heartfelt gratitude for participating in practice after practice after practice. My heart warmed. I could feel it. This is the transforming power of thanks. FM, baby.
Your work, you see, is meant to provide you and your family with more than a living. Your work is meant to reward you with a sense of satisfaction. Occasionally, your work should cause you to pinch yourself. Sometimes you should feel the difference your work is making in your world. And, once in a blue moon, you should be surprised by your impact on another. If you rarely or never get this kinda feedback you’re NOT working in your OPUS, or you’re a parent. Yup, being a parent is just that hard. Don’t believe me, ask God…
God, give courage to those still laboring in search of their good work. And, God, give courage to all parents. God help all parents feel what they rarely hear – thanks.
Thanks, Marie, for modeling the way with me. Thanks for giving and giving some more. Thanks for teaching me even when I thought I knew it all. Thanks for living through the dust bowl, the Great Depression, the early loss of your mother, the betrayal of your father, the early loss of your husband, and my lack of attention and proximity. Thanks for NOT swallowing the bitter pill; the better one – all day long. You inspire me, Mom…
BUILT TO LEAD 