Jim Gant, former Green Beret and author of the book One Tribe At A Time, had just explained to a number of my clients how hard it was to do his job when our military bureaucracy got in the way, the Afghan government fought him, and the Taliban wrecked havoc. I turned to him that afternoon and asked him what kept him going. I curiously awaited his response. I didn’t have to wait long. “My sense of identity,” he replied in an instant. He had written out his identity word – Warrior, and the book behind it. He knew who he was and why he was in it. This wasn’t a check the box kinda identity. This was built in the crucible. This was real. This kept him going.
Your identity is your anti-anxiety pill.
What keeps you going when you find yourself overwhelmed and all kinda entities arranged against you? Do you know who you are? Do you know whose you are? Do you know why you’re here? Do you know where you’re going? Do you know whose in control? Have you made peace with your place? Last night, I had another dark night of the soul as I was awakened by a bad dream and felt coronavirusoutofcontrol. I recounted a number of Psalms, repeated The Lord’s Prayer, and reminded myself whose I am and who I am. It was a hard night in my head because my sense of identity needs strengthening. We’re in the crucible. Shit’s getting real. Are you?
Live hard. Love harder (Thanks, Teeks)…