March 10 You are all children of God through faith in Christ Jesus. Galatians 3:26 NLT To be poor in spirit is to recognize our spiritual poverty and our constant dependence on God. Children rely on their parents for protection, care, and provision. Because of that relationship, they do not live as if they are abandoned or without help. But apart from their parents, they would be helpless and in great need. Dependent children do not spend their days consumed with worry over food, clothing, or shelter. They trust that what they need will be provided. In the same way, when we come to Christ, we become children of God and can trust our heavenly Father to care for us. Jesus said, “What man is there among you who, if his son asks for bread, will give him a stone? … How much more will your Father who is in heaven give good things to those who ask Him!” (Matthew 7:9, 11 NKJV). Before we can be filled, we must first admit our need. Before we can be made rich in Him, we must first acknowledge that without Him, we are poor. Application: Antifragility starts with surrender, not self-reliance. When I admit my dependence on God, I stop building my life on fragile confidence and start developing a deeper strength that can endure pressure, uncertainty, and disruption.

Looking forward to seeing you guys again. This group has been quiet lately and I think there’s some good stuff going on behind the scenes. The pollen is roaring down in the south and sneezing is at a year long high (as I sneeze to type this) 😂

For those who missed today’s call, I recommended a great book, besides the Bible, it’s the best book I’ve ever read! The title is “Theo of Golden” by Allen Levi. He’s an old friend of mine and was involved in Young Life. Great guy! Wonderful read!

With the assistance of AI, I just completed my monthly 1-pager in Ben Hardy fashion. Sharing for reference, accountability, and hopefully encouragement to others pushing through your rapid transformations.

This morning I woke up before the sun. No alarm. No urgency. Just quiet… the kind that feels like balm. I poured iced tea and sat with God. Not to “get ahead.” To get grounded. To come back to myself before the day tries to take me. Because during the week, I don’t usually lose to meetings. I lose to urgency. Urgency is one of my strengths. It helps me compete. Execute. Overcome. And if I’m not careful, it also makes me reckless with what matters. It pulls me out of the system I’ve created; out of rhythm, out of prayer, out of center, and convinces me it’s “responsibility” when it’s really just pressure wearing a suit. That’s the trap with strengths: the same thing that makes you dangerous can make you drift. So Saturday shows up like mercy. Not a catch-up day. A return day. For me, Saturday is for systems creation, the kind that puts a finish line on the week. Not so I can do less… but so I can live aligned. My favorite verse is simple and it keeps correcting me: “Walk by faith, not by sight.” Because sight says, “It’s not there yet, push harder.” Faith says, “Stay steady, build what lasts.” Even when things aren’t exactly where I want them, I’m learning to wait without leaking my soul into the week. Suddenly is coming. And when it does, I’ll understand why the wait was so long.