21 posts tagged with "Personal Growth"

There is a sentence in the Bible that sounds suspiciously like something you would hear during a Monday morning status meeting: “While your servant was busy here and there ...”

It appears in 1 Kings 20:35–43. A prophet, disguised as a wounded soldier, approaches King Ahab with a story. During battle, he says, someone entrusted a prisoner to him with very clear instructions: guard this man. If the prisoner escapes, your life will answer for his life. Unfortunately, while the soldier was “busy here and there,” the prisoner disappeared. King Ahab hears the case and gives his judgment without hesitation: “So shall your judgment be; you yourself have decided it.”

Then comes the awkward part.

The prophet removes his disguise and reveals that the story was about Ahab himself. God had entrusted King Ben-Hadad to Ahab's judgment, and Ahab had released him. Ahab had just pronounced judgment on his own behavior without realizing it.

It is one of those wonderfully uncomfortable moments in Scripture where a man discovers that the sermon is, unfortunately, about him.

But hidden inside the story is a principle that reaches far beyond ancient kings and prisoners: when you accept responsibility for something, you also accept responsibility for navigating the difficulties attached to it. Circumstances may explain why you failed. They do not automatically remove your responsibility for whatever was genuinely within your charge.

That applies whether you are a CEO responsible for a company, a pastor responsible for a congregation, a father or mother responsible for children, a husband or wife responsible for a covenant, a manager responsible for a team, or an intern responsible for updating the spreadsheet without somehow deleting Q3.

Welcome to adulthood. We have responsibilities.

I recently came upon a job posting and had to pause.

Not because the responsibilities were strange.

Not because the role was fake.

But because the gap between the expectations and the compensation was loud enough to start speaking in King James English.

The company wanted a Technical Project Manager for a fintech and crypto product. Remote. Full-time. Reporting directly to the Founder and CEO.

Somewhere in a startup office, a meeting is happening that should have been an email. Deadlines are discussed with confidence, priorities are “aligned” in real time, and words like velocity, ownership, and urgency move freely across the room. Everyone nods. Everyone agrees. And yet, if you pause long enough, a strange realization settles in. No one is entirely sure what is actually happening. The team is busy, but not effective. The company is moving, but not progressing.

Somewhere in a quiet office, a church hallway, a startup meeting, or a family living room, a familiar drama unfolds.

A task was promised.
A deadline was agreed upon.
An expectation was set.

And then… nothing happens.
An explanation arrives instead.

There is always a reason. A circumstance. A complication. A cosmic alignment of events that made success impossible. The weather was wrong. The tools were wrong. The instructions were unclear. The timing was unfortunate.

In this moment, something subtle but powerful is revealed.

Somewhere in a quiet corner of life, a troubling thought appears.

A man says he follows Jesus.

He sings the songs. Knows the phrases. Grew up around church buildings, church programs, church people.

Yet the question lingers in the air like a whisper that refuses to leave:

Does he actually know Christ?

"Cast your cares on the LORD and He will sustain you; He will never allow the righteous to fall."
— Psalm 55:22

Let's start with something simple:

God said you should cast your cares on Him.

Not the other way around.

"You are not going to be a disciple spending 1 hour a week with Jesus"
- Andrew Wormack

Imagine, if you will, a small, padded room. It has air conditioning, polite music, and comfortable chairs arranged in neat rows. Once a week, for exactly sixty minutes, the occupants gather. They listen. They nod. They may even say “Amen.” Then a clock ticks, the doors open, and everyone returns to their regularly scheduled lives.

You have just entered the Twilight Zone of modern discipleship.

Picture this: three men are nailed to crosses, each enduring the same agonizing fate, but with vastly different destinies. On the center cross is Jesus, the Savior of sinners, suffering not for His own crimes but for ours. Flanking Him are two criminals, each with a lesson to teach, though their methods are wildly different.

The Grand Illusion 🎭​

Meet Chukwudi. A regular Nigerian, trying to mind his business, dodge potholes, and survive fuel scarcity ⛽. But he has a problem—he's trapped in an endless rabbit hole of The Theories.

“Did you know the Illuminati controls the banks?” he whispers.
“Freemasons are running world governments!” he adds, adjusting his glasses.
“Bros, no be me talk am oh, but dem say big musicians sell their soul for fame.” 🎤💀

"My son, if sinners entice you, do not give in to them... Such is the end of all who go after ill-gotten gain; it takes away the lives of those who get it." — Proverbs 1:10-19