Wednesday, November 26, 2014

Success


Success is something we all want however we choose to define it.  As a businesswoman I see people all the time who only want to find the short cut from just starting out to overnight screaming success.  They want to skip the hard work part and go straight to the lots of money, lots of stuff, and lots of fame part.

I want to be successful.  I want to do well at whatever I try.  I don’t think it’s a bad thing, this desire to succeed.  It forces me to be intentional at what I put my hand to, and it pushes me to strive to give my very best in what I do. 

That said success also has a very dark side.  Sometimes I can start equating success with money and levels of respect and recognition.  I can begin to feel less if I don’t have whatever I define as “enough.”  And enough is a very relative term.  I have met multimillionaires who still don’t feel they have enough money, parents who push their kid to into one more activity so they can feel like they’re doing a good job, and people who are terrified of making any kind of mistake in case they lose even one inch of what they deem as being “enough.”  It can be crushing, all this striving.

Colossians 3:23 tells us, “Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for human masters.  When I read this, it puts everything into perspective for me.  God is calling me to be my best.  He is asking me to give everything I have into whatever it is I do.  The balance check for my heart, however, comes in whom I’m doing it for.

Am I striving for my own glory?  Am I determined to get ahead no matter the cost to my conscience, my character, or my very soul?  Frankly, sometimes I’m tempted to do just that.  I can lose sight of the Lord I’m serving and start serving myself.  After all, many, many people out there have this mindset, and not just in the business world. 

But I have also seen the effects of selling yourself out for success.  The path toward self is littered with broken marriages, scarred families, bankruptcies, soul-sapping loneliness and crippling cynicism.  There is a steep price to be paid for taking the short cuts.  And even if I achieve all I’m striving for, it doesn’t bring happiness.  The late Robin Williams is a sad reminder of that fact.

At the end of the day only God brings peace, meaning and joy to my striving.  Only when I’m looking to honor Him do we, together, make the best decisions that propel me forward on the inside toward becoming a better version of myself; someone whose life points towards something far greater than this temporary world.

I see these kinds of people all around me, too.  They are the ones slowly, steadily building enduring empires.  They are far more concerned with legacy than with the lunacy of achieving for achievement’s sake.  They build amazing families, solid businesses, and make positive impact on their communities.  They are the one at work everyone knows they can depend on, the person everyone knows they can trust.  They’re not perfect; they have struggles.  Yet they’re admired and respected for the right reasons, and they’re quick to give the honor to God.  They are the evidence of what God can do with a man or woman who strives for Him.  They remind me of what true success is – a joy-filled life that impacts others. 

So when my priorities get out of whack yet again, I remind myself I am not my own boss (thankfully!  I think she’s a bit neurotic!! Lol).  What I’m doing, however small, serves a much greater purpose, and it’s not up to me to make anything happen.  I just work at it with all my heart for God; He worries about the rest.  And I feel free again :-)

For further thought: Colossians 3:22-25 (MSG) “Servants, do what you’re told by your earthly masters. And don’t just do the minimum that will get you by. Do your best. Work from the heart for your real Master, for God, confident that you’ll get paid in full when you come into your inheritance. Keep in mind always that the ultimate Master you’re serving is Christ. The sullen servant who does shoddy work will be held responsible. Being a follower of Jesus doesn’t cover up bad work.”

Tuesday, November 18, 2014

The Less Mindset


Some days I wake up and look at what I’m not: I’m not thin enough, smart enough, rich enough, successful enough—it’s a long list that can go on and on.  When I wake up feeling that way, I have to remind myself with God there is an even longer list of what I am: I am a daughter of the most High, a blessed and beautiful princess of the King.  I am forgiven, free, loved.  I belong.

Yet too often I accept a “less” mindset.  I see what I’m not and I either feel bad about myself or get apathetic and complacent, convinced I can never change.  So I quit striving to grow because I’m too down on myself to do anything.  I accept being less.  Ever been there?

It’s in those moments I have to remind myself first and foremost I am a child of God, perfectly created and worthy of love and belonging.  I am not defined by my achievements or my lack of them.  I am defined by my God who loves me with an everlasting love and wants to see me shine.  God doesn’t care how fat or skinny I am, how much money I make or about how much I achieve.  He cares about me; the person inside. 

To Ponder:  Ephesians 3:16-19 " I pray that out of his glorious riches he may strengthen you with power through his Spirit in your inner being, 17 so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith. And I pray that you, being rooted and established in love, 18 may have power, together with all the Lord’s holy people, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ, 19 and to know this love that surpasses knowledge—that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God." (NIV)

Monday, November 10, 2014

The Dented Fender

Yeah, it wasn’t pretty.  I’d only had the car for maybe 6 months when my son asked me if he could borrow it for a date.  I’m sure you can guess the rest!
      Ironically, I have come to love my dented fender.  To me, it has become a symbol of a lot of powerful life lessons. Despite the fact my life has suffered some serious blows, those blows do not define me - just as that dent doesn’t define me.  I am greater than my circumstances, greater than my trials.  And it’s not because I’m so awesome (thankfully!); it’s because God is.  He’s taken some dark, ugly moments and turned them into something amazing and beautiful inside me.      So I keep the dent in my fender.  It reminds me that God uses the shamed things, the broken things of this world to do something pretty remarkable - even in someone as ordinary as me.  So read, ponder, stay a while.  Hopefully you’ll find something here that encourages and uplifts you.  Happy reading!