Author: Jim Gant

Brother and fellow Builder Mike...Not taking much to the Middle Kingdom...but am taking this! Thank you for being my brother. Jim...Mark 5:1-20

This is going to go deeper than I can articulate but I must try. I started fighting our nation’s wars in 1991 in the “First Gulf War”, I fought in Iraq again in 2006-2007 and had multiple deployments to Afghanistan after 9/11. I was a soldier. Going to war was my job. It is what … Continue reading Day 62: Faith…

Here at BTL we are a family. This family extends through the band, clients, family members, friends, neighbors, and many communities all over the country. It is a beautiful and inclusive tribe. A tribe that is not tribal but open to all… I have grown deeply close to the band members here at BTL. That … Continue reading Day 59…Bowl of Cherries

Thank you Brother Doug... Today, your words resonated with me - deeply - as they often do. TOGETHER WE TRANSFORM Jim 1COR13:13 ODA 316...With It or On It...The Spartans....Green Berets....Helmond 2004

Oh yeah. “Kirk” Gant circa 1977 when I was 10 years old. Don’t let the long blonde hair distract you, it is all in the Cowboy logo I was born in 1967 but my love affair with the Cowboys began in 1961 our so the story goes…My dad was an all-state tight end (at 138 … Continue reading Day 44…Ten things everybody ought to know

In the past year I have consolidated all my most personal treasures into one footlocker. I went down this afternoon, unlocked it, and found the above poster. Go back and read yesterday’s blog…Be like Mike. You see, every single day when I get up, I pack my gear and head to the gym. The ten … Continue reading Day 43…Compete

One will make a myriad of mistakes in life – fact. One mistake that cannot be made is that of mistaken identity - fact. It took Jim Gant 262 days to answer the very first question of Discovery – what are your signature strengths? 262 days. That is ridiculous, right? The question truly disoriented me. … Continue reading Day 34…Mistaken Identity

Damnit. I took the blue pill – again. WTF. Where’s the faith? My builder told me it was the red pill. I saw the blue pill. I was not listening. I could not see clearly. Once you have heard the call – there is no turning back. It is an impossibility. Thank you, Brother John, … Continue reading Day 17…Matrix (cont.)