When I walked into the office Monday morning, my boss said, “we need to talk.”
I recognized the face. This has happened before.
I have been in a haze for a while now. I’ve also made a couple mistakes these past few months. As I followed him to his office, I said, “no matter what he says, I will agree because he’s probably right.”
I heard myself tell him, at the end of his speech, that I agreed with everything he said. I appreciated his generosity with giving me severance. And that I had no hard feelings.
Punch one.
As if that wasn’t enough, the next day came punch two.
I said a little prayer: Could I endure this time with humility.
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I think I had it backwards.
It was humility that sat across the boss that morning.
The experience came first.
The prayer, after.



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