Tuesday
Stephanie handed the vendor renegotiation to her newest manager Friday afternoon with a one-line email: “This is yours now — good luck.” By Tuesday morning, the manager still hadn’t opened the file, and it wasn’t laziness. He had no idea what authority he actually had, what had already been tried with this vendor, or whether…
Marcus runs a nine-person accounting practice, and by 7 AM he’s already scanned five client email threads and glanced at yesterday’s invoicing report, filing both away without a second thought. This morning he opened his Bible app with the same reflex — eyes moving fast, hunting for the one line worth remembering — and got…
You had prayed about it. You had told your wife you were trusting God with the outcome. Then the meeting started and your grip on the outcome told a different story. Proverbs 3:26 names it. God holds what you grip.
The Daily CHEW™Moving God’s love from head to heart for Christian professionals The first question you open a meeting with is a confession — of who you actually trust with the outcome. “Where are we on the numbers?” That is a control question. “What is the team stuck on?” That is a fear question. “Who…
The Daily CHEWâ„¢Moving God’s love from head to heart for Christian professionals You read Scripture for the takeaway. Career trained you to do it. The Word will not be skimmed. The gap is not knowledge. The gap is reception. You can quote the verse, cite the version, and feel nothing below the neck. “So shall…
The Daily CHEWâ„¢Moving God’s Love from Head to Heart for Christian Professionals You are sitting alone in the conference room Tuesday morning, and through the glass wall you watch your senior direct report doing the thing he does effortlessly — the team gravitates to him, the room loosens when he walks in, decisions land smoother…
The Daily CHEWâ„¢Moving God’s Love from Head to Heart for Christian Professionals Someone said something deeply kind to you this week — and instead of receiving it, your chest tightened. You smiled, you thanked them, you redirected the credit. But underneath the composure, something heavier than gratitude was moving. I know because it happened to…