It was the end of a long work day and I was talking with a colleague. She was frustrated, stressed, and looking to me for a solution to her situation.
“I wish I had all the answers for you, but I don’t.”
I wished there was something else I could say, something else I could do for her. I didn’t have any ‘fix-it’ words of wisdom.
I can’t change her situation. All I can do is walk alongside her on the journey.
I haven’t written much this year, and I apologise for my absence from the blogosphere. But I’ve come to realise that one of the things holding me back is wishing I had all the answers for you. I want to give you answers, I want to give you wisdom, to bless you. When you do me the honour of reading my words I want them to be worthy of your time and attention. I wish that I had the perfect advice on how to flourish. I don’t. The truth is that I’m a mess myself. I’m still on a long slow road to recovery from burn-out.
But I want to flourish. I desire that for myself, and for you. I’m guessing you want that too. Why else are you here?
I may not have all the answers, but I can be a fellow-traveller on the journey. Will you walk with me?
Maybe we’ll discover a few answers together along the way.