“Return on investment is usually not a 1 for 1 exchange.” That’s what my good friend said to me this morning as we were talking leadership R.O.I. A couple thoughts raced through my head:
1) What was my exchange rate with him? In other words, he had invested in me far more than I’ve been able to invest in him so what is my exchange rate with him? 2 for 1, 5 for 1, 100 for 1?
2) What is my exchange rate with the leaders I am responsible for investing in? Have I been as generous with my leaders as my friend has been with me? Is my exchange rate with these leaders a 1 for 1, 2 for 1, 5 for 1, and let me be honest…there’s no need to count any higher than this.
What’s your R. O. I. exchange rate with the people entrusted to you?
as you can tell i am taking some time off from blogging…officially. talk to you soon.
just a quick heads us to all my peeps. COMMUNITY has a tent in Yorkville’s Hometown Days which is expecting a crowd of nearly 15,000 this weekend. we have 4,000 ignite invite cards to hand out, 250 backpacks to give away (CCC logo and website on them) and over 4,000 toys to blitz the entire event with. make sure you stop by and harass our tent workers, especially Beth Kolar.
codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"
WIDTH="384" HEIGHT="304">
ok, i rarely get upset with God but i found myself on the verge of winey unhappiness with him this morning. it’s simple…I DONT LIKE GETTING OLDER! in all honesty i don’t ‘get it’. can you really tell me why it is an absolute MUST to get older? didn’t think so.
what got me thinking about this unfair part of human life is the anniversary of my 28th birthday is soon approaching. i’m thinking the only thing that could soothe the ales of me downtrodden heart are AWESOME presents from my friends:) a vacation to Hawaii would be a good start! Get to saving people!!!
a few words that i am re-evaluating because i don’t necesarily like what they mean to me right now:
1. religion
2. worship
3. spiritual
my question…what DO these things really mean? i welcome your thoughts on any or all of these words
Often times I see things that should never be allowed. For example: little kids playing with sharp objects in the middle of the street, sweet Benny Hinn comb-over’s by middle aged balding men, or young teenage love expressed through the simultaneous putting of hands into their partners back pockets as they walk through the mall.
Well last night during the wife and I’s usual gallivant around the local YMCA we saw something that should have been outlawed 20 years ago and should never be allowed in public today. Short shorts on a man. You know nothing says hot and sexy like a 55 year old sweaty man wearing shorts that come well above his pasty white mid-thighs. I threw up in my mouth. My wife and I had a chuckle but underneath that chuckle was sadness. This man obviously didn’t have a loving life partner that would save him the public shame of wearing something that rivaled Larry Bird’s infamous ‘nutters’ that he wore back in the late 70’s and early 80’s. The topper was his t-shirt that said “Trust Me”. Sorry dude, I can’t trust a man in daisy dukes, especially if he has to wear a shirt to remind people that he is allegedly trustworthy.
So men of the world who have yet to update your wardrobe to include shorts that leave something to the imagination…one word for you…PANTS!
Hello friends, spread the word that this Sunday is baptism week at Community! I know of a few peeps that have already signed up and made the commitment for this comming weekend. If you are on the fringe, and have been thinking about being baptized for awhile, i’m encouraging you to go ahead and take the plunge. You can give me a ring anytime this week to sign up or just show up this Sunday with some shorts and a towel, either way works for us!
As a transplant Chicagonite I have to suffer through some of the worst football known to mankind…CHICAGO BEARS football! Well tonight is the kind of night I live for. My beloved, awesome, unstoppable Kansas City Chiefs are going to destroy the Bears and serve up a good ole’ fashion can of ‘whoopin’ KC style all up in their grill. Let’s get pumped up about some football people. The starters should be out on the field for a good 3 or 4 minutes and i’m not even complaining. It will be the best 3 or 4 minutes of television i’ve seen since last weeks season finale of the Baby Borrowers. Go CHIEFS!!!
Have you ever watched/observed someone and wondered how they were really doing and if they were really happy? I’m doing it right now (Caribou Coffee). I’m watching them. She’s reading her paper. He’s working on his second drink. She looks up briefly to whisper an incomplete thought (I guess they’ve been married long enough to finish each other’s sentences so why waste the effort in completing a full sentence) about once every 10 minutes. He responds by either shaking his head or just staring at her. They are sitting opposite each other at a table that seats 6. Something about this makes me sad. Don’t know if I should be, but I am.
Is this a picture of 2 people who don’t need to act the way I would want 2 old married people to act? 2 people who have shared (I’m guessing) the better part of their life together and now they have nothing left to say. Where’s the laughing, the giggling, the staring into each other’s eyes, the long discussions over what they were thinking and feeling? It wasn’t like he was being really grumpy and needed to be left alone, so why did he just sit there motionless, speechless for more than an hour? Was her paper that much more inviting and interesting than a potential conversation with her partner?
Just watching made me want to talk to them. I wanted to get nosey and find out who they were and what they were doing and ask them personal questions that would eventually bring some sort of revelation as to why they were not behaving how I thought appropriate for 2 lifelong lovebirds.
CONCLUSION: I need to stop drinking these SOY based coffee drinks because the levels of estrogen contained in them are making me WAY TO EMOTIONAL.