As I look back at various starting points in my life, I often find myself wondering if I understood where I stood? With age my awareness of how special the moment is has changed. I now treasure each moment for what it is, not what it will become. There is a hesitation in my reflection that will not leave. Far too often I charge out into the unknown, confident that I can help. There has been no question that I can be part of a solution. Rarely have I been the only part. The question then and now always circles back to community. When I am at a new starting point, am I willing to look for others to join me on the way? Even if they are weak or flawed, am I willing to accept their offer of help.
I wish I could say that my history was filled with perfect choice and stories of great alliances. It does have some great choices. It also has great alliances and partnerships. There are also significant gaps where opportunities were squandered. Questions that should have been asked were left unspoken.
I sat in on a team formation meeting yesterday. I was struck by the difference in one person’s approach. I do not think the motives were pure however the approach was filled with the content that mine were usually missing. People representing a wide range of interests were included. Alternative views were given space where they could make an appearance. While I could suggest that differences were not welcome, on the surface the invitations were handed to everyone.
It is an interesting lesson on how to launch something new. I am reminded that even the great ones often take a humble approach. A writer remarked as he looked back with the following observation. “You’ll remember, friends, that when I first came to you to let you in on God’s master stroke, I didn’t try to impress you with polished speeches and the latest philosophy.” (1 Corinthians 2.1)
Today will be a fresh start and a new opportunity.
