Here are a few posts that caught my attention in the last week:
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Joe was an unintended free birth in our building’s parking garage while we were on our way to the hospital. We were alone – no midwife, no doctor, not even in our own home with a clean floor but instead a garage filled with gasoline and tire smells.
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…what if we looked at some simple teachings about generosity and contentment and tried a few things out this year? What if we took a few steps toward a different understanding of contentment this year and laid a foundation we can build on?
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When the words “It’s mine, not yours,” rise so easily, so reflexively, and in such contrast to the mercy and joy and grace of the moment, I want to notice them, to sit awhile and consider their source, to notice the cost they bring to bear on my own soul and the souls of those around me.
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The NFL isn’t the only part of American society that doesn’t give a pause for death. Death is simply too much of an inconvenience for us. We’re so set on building our gods … building ourselves into a god, that we remove anything that reminds us of our humanity. The NFL is a microcosm of American life. We’re so intent on building the dream, that we like to ignore reality.
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There are times in life when the sight of one beautiful red leaf in the middle of a rain-soaked sidewalk is enough to carry you through all kinds of puddles ahead.
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Go fail. And then fail again. Non-profit failure is too rare, which means that non-profit innovation is too rare as well. Innovators understand that their job is to fail, repeatedly, until they don’t.
Shawn – I am touched that you chose to highlight a humble post in my space. Truly. Deeply. Thank you. You are a generous and kind man. (and I am loving your and Maile’s book…)
Thanks so much for the “shout out,” the grace and generosity of the blogging community continues to teach and encourage me.