On Christmas Eve, 1906, at 2100 hours, the first live broadcast of the human voice occurred, crossing miles of ocean to transmit something never before heard into the earphones of a few surprised shipboard radio operators along the Eastern seaboard.
There are moments when beauty hurts. Sitting with my bare feet in the cold running water I watched my kids frolic. We'd been here catching bugs and other critters for a while to stretch our legs after hundreds of miles on the road. We needed to carry on if we wanted to cross the continental divide while it was still light. But this small stream had exactly what I wanted.
I recently read a quote from a book by John Ortberg defining leadership as "... the art of disappointing people at a rate they can stand." In light of the last several years of my own personal journey, this feels like the most vivid and realistic picture of leadership I have heard yet. After a friendship of many years someone very close to me, both personally and professionally, became disappointed with me. Disappointment grew to resentment and on to abandonment. The way he left was both painful and public. I can't recall a time in my life when the voices of failure and disappointment have been so loud or felt more true.
"The kingdom of heaven is like treasure hidden in a field. When a man found it, he hid it again, and then in his joy went and sold all he had and bought that field." -MT 13:44
For the bulk of my life as a believer I thought this scripture was overly dramatic. After years in the church I'd seen hundreds of well-meaning, dutiful Christians teaching others about their need for salvation, but few of them could convince me that the impact on their lives was akin to that of finding "treasure".