Unless you trust you can never lead. How tough it is to trust unless you are willing to be vulnerable. We can all breathe easy when we see your humanity, you’re quite like us.
Generosity is the highest gift of all. Yet if you scrunch your face and give lectures on how lucky ‘we are’ as you give, how lowly we feel. Receiving without your cheerfulness is like flossing teeth, duty slides painfully over the gums, some bleeding, but we got er done!
It’s hard to be a true community when you have more to complain about than good things to say. Ideally we’d all be perfect. Realistically we drown in expectations. Gratitude becomes but platitude.
It’s hard to innovate in the midst of hungry wolves. Don’t snarl, please, or rip my reputation in pieces if I fail. I am taking a risk by pouring new wine in old wineskins, new ideas usually rip the status quo skins. Musty status quo wine just doesn’t upset us nearly enough, sadly.
It’s feels wrong to put on this ‘man-o-God’ stage mask just because you want me to ‘wow’ the crowd. I know it fills seats, puts money in the plate, but I want my true voice to be heard. I am being vulnerable again. Can you still trust my lead?
You can only fly when you feel trusted! “I believe in you” becomes ‘The sky is the limit’. It’s easy to be at peace when we give our best, especially when no one is watching and evaluating. The bonds of love are strengthened when you show a little vulnerability too. It’s simple to walk in harmony when we leave our judgments at the door and see through eyes of grace. It’s easy to be real with you when you’ve been real with me.
And I want your true voice to be heard. It is easy to hear you speak truth when I know you speak it without forcing me to see it or to change.
These are the rhythms of a good or bad dancing partner.