Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Leaders Wanted. No Experience Necessary.

The other day, John, a good friend from childhood, apparently tired of “old school” leadership, posted the following on Facebook: "Why is it that in today's corporate America, 'Toughness' is measured by a person's ability to sit and take an ass ripping - justified or not - without a peep, while standing up for yourself is equated with being emotional and immature? We have degenerated into a bunch of yesmen, scared to even defend ourselves, and that, my friends, is why we're losing."

When I read John’s post it really made me think about leadership. I thought of my own role as a leader in corporate America. Was I trying to make a difference? Was I part of the solution or just perpetuating the problem? Was I even leading at all?

We should all be asking these questions right now. It seems we are all searching for leaders to get us to a better place. We want heroes that will step up and show us the way out of life’s messes. The problem is that, as we search for leaders, leadership opportunities are all around us just begging us to jump into the fray.

As I thought about leadership, my mind was drawn back to a few years ago when I had the opportunity to see it in a whole new light. At the time, I worked for The Timberland Company and we had a sales meeting in New Orleans just months after Hurricane Katrina hit. I went a day early to view the hurricane's path of destruction through New Orleans, including the 9th ward which was right where the levy broke. What was once the site for miles of neighborhoods that housed 30,000 people was now a seeminingly endless stretch of empty lots, piles of rubble or quarantined structures that barely stood, awaiting demolition. So many different human lives were affected; the destruction did not discriminate by race or social class.

We later had the chance to speak to some who had lived in the 9th ward. All felt tremendous loss and some even buried neighbors and loved ones. Needless to say, they were devastated. For people like Rodney and Alice, a brother and sister in their 50s, the event left them with no plan for where to go. All their lives, this was the only neighborhood they had ever known. Reverend Malcolm Collins showed us the church that he had preached in for the past 20 years. He showed us the water line on the steeple that indicated water has risen over 25 feet above the ground. The stories were heart wrenching and the outlook seemed so bleak at the time.

Out of the shadows of adversity stepped everyday heroes. Most of these people had never been leaders but they knew something needed to be done. And there was no time to sit around and wait for someone else to do it. Arleta, who had been an office administrator prior to the hurricane, worked with local authorities to set up a medical clinic in her home with donated equipment and funds. People were being turned away from hospitals that were undermanned and overrun. Arleta did not know how to be a leader but she knew she was not going to sit by and watch. Instead, she stepped up to lead. Mardelle was a young principal of a small school that was shut down due to the flooding. She was told she would have to wait for the government to get involved and it could be a year or more before the school would reopen. Mardelle did not know how soon the government would respond but she knew she wasn’t going to wait a year. Even though her house was gutted and she had to live in six different places in six months, she knew it was time to step up and lead. She had plenty of good excuses to give up, but her priority was the kids at her school. She worked for six months with no pay and no health insurance. She acted as the custodian for three months, putting in 14-18 hour days. She worked with local authorities, politicians and anyone who would listen and help. The school reopened in just three months.

Mardelle knew that it was up to her to bring some normalcy back to the kids’ lives; kids whose worlds had been turned upside down. Like Mardelle, there was a woman named Mel who stepped up to lead at a food bank that helped bring meals to people who were homeless and struggling to get back on their feet. She wasn’t a cook or a leader before this but she worked tirelessly for months as a volunteer, working over 70 hours a week. Her new challenge was to lead a team to deliver over 15,000 tons of food in six months to those in need. And lead she did.

Few of the people I met that day had been leaders before. They were ordinary people faced with extraordinary circumstances, stepping up to meet the challenge with which they were presented; just "regular Joes and Josephines” taking on new roles as leaders. They were thrust into these roles without training or warning. Most said it was an inner voice - God’s calling. The voice was loud and clear that said something needed to be done and they were the ones to do it. They are true heroes!

Look around you today at the hurricane-force dynamics that are destroying the economy, our families, small businesses and everyday-people's lives. If you haven’t seen a homeless person recently, you haven’t driven by a street corner. It is time for people to step up. We need heroes. We need dads to be heroes to kids instead of having our kids look to athletes and superstars for direction. When I was a kid growing up, my brother was my hero. He still is, in fact. He was real and reachable and just a bed’s length away. We need real and reachable heroes again...now!

In his book, Tribes, Seth Godin speaks of the need for people to step up and lead from where they are. He says that managers can lead from the middle and anyone can lead from anywhere if they just have courage, passion and purpose driving them.

Leadership must be different today than in years gone by. We need people who will stand up and lead by example with encouragement from the front rather than those who lead with whips from the rear. The days of leaders who still ascribe to the carrot and stick approach - giving small carrots and carrying big sticks - have got to end.

It seems there is still too much of the "bully pulpit" that leads organizations. They are managed through intimidation, and if you speak up you get cracked back down and made an example of. We can’t be afraid to speak up if we see an injustice or a lack of accountability. I look forward to the day that leaders take the responsibility to share their vision and convince people to follow by leading through their actions and not simply through their words of intimidation.

Many old-school leaders become indignant and want to blame those under them for not following. They use anger and fear to get action. They think by virtue of position, people have to follow. That’s dictatorship, not leadership. People will follow in a work setting but remember peer leadership can destroy the bigger plan if those beneath the leader stand still. If they just go through the motions with no investment in the bigger picture, the leader will get output, but hardly what is required to win in today’s economic times. Apathy and cynicism are cancers that eat away the heart and soul of a company as controlling leaders crack the whip. The vocal few who spread the cancer laterally can keep the cogs in the wheel from moving toward the desired goal even as they collect a paycheck.

To lead and move forward, people must communicate clearly and "walk the walk." Fear-based leadership may gain short-term results but it won’t be sustained. Today’s leaders need to persuade people that the path for the future is the right path. They need to let go of control and learn to empower people. Empowered employees will work to earn greater trust from an empowering leader. And it is empowerment that develops stronger leaders throughout the organization. We can't just stand by and watch or relegate ourselves to being "yes men/women." We need to find people to step up to be the new breed of winners, heroes, leaders!

So, where can we look for the new heroes? Where are the new leaders to get us from where we are now to a better place? Don’t look to Hollywood, Washington DC, sports or reality tv. Look in the town where you live, on your block or, better yet, look in the mirror!

Monday, October 26, 2009

Man Enough To Cry

I grew up in a day when men were tough and mean and strong.
They used a belt for discipline, to teach us right from wrong.
Dad told me it's important that I always stand my ground.
Don’t dare show fear or weakness, they'll only bring you down.

Dad revealed that men should learn to drink and smoke and swear,
And stay out all night long at times, playing cards without a care.
He did his best to give me things, but just what he could buy.
But mom, she always taught me to be man enough to cry.

I played ball with my brother; dad, he never had the time.
He judged, but never taught me to be fair and draw the line.
The day came when I stepped up to the plate, the game in tow,
Yes, dad was there to squash me - I struck out, head hung low.

Soon I'd end up walking in the footsteps of the man,
Who showed me how to hate myself and fight, not understand.
Character was slippery, I learned to cheat and fight and lie,
But mom, she always taught me to be man enough to cry.

I found myself grown up but always striving to mature,
Drugs and drink seduced me, they seemed the only cure.
Until one day I looked up to a Father who could heal.
He gave me all His heart, the ways of love He did reveal.

You see, my earthly father taught ways of living like a man,
But when it came to love, well, he just didn’t understand.
He said, "Son, stand up tall and look me squarely in the eye,"
But mom, she always taught me to be man enough to cry.

Today, I have the chance to bring this cycle to an end,
As I am now a father, upon me my kids depend,
To be a solid model and a man that they can trust
One who says "I love you" and can snuggle - that’s a must!

I now know fear and worry are not signs of someone weak,
Instead, when they’re confronted, they allow a man to peak.
Forgiveness, love and honor, thank the good Lord in the sky,
That mom had always taught me to be man enough to cry.

Proudly Declaring "Thankruptcy"

It seems that if we save up all our thanks throughout the year
And try to spend them all in just one day, then I would fear

We’d have a world where everyone is full of thankfulness
But cannot, in one day alone, express it all, I guess

So maybe as we sit here and grow anxious for this feast
Let's think of ways to give our thanks each day so that, at least,

On Thursday at November's end, we’ll view our "thank account"
And notice that throughout the year we’ve spent the whole amount!

The Bigger Chill

The sound is near deafening
Though not all can hear
I tremble, it pains me
I hold back a tear

Both rumbling and shrill
Like a knife it can pierce
Through both day and night
A timber so fierce

You can’t feel it coming
You’ve no way to know
No way you can reason
Or soften the blow

It can kill a relationship
Dead in its tracks
I’d love to confront it
But no way to attack

The worst part of all
It's neither scream nor a shout -
It’s deafening SILENCE
Once again, frozen out...

Sunday, October 25, 2009

To Tell The Truth

"The truth is…,"
"Believe me when I tell you…,"
" I’m not kidding…"
And the list goes on and on. These are all phrases to emphasize that what is about to come from one's mouth can be believed. The truth is: the truth can be difficult to tell and often even harder to recognize. We hear stories every day in politics, business and in our own personal lives of lies and deceit that destroy countries, companies, families and relationships.

In the end, it all comes down to trust. Trust is the foundation upon which we build the relationships in our lives. Like any foundation, trust is the strongest base upon which we can build a relationship. It creates the conditions that allow leaders to move the masses. Trust is so powerful, yet it can be so fragile. After years of being built up, it can be shattered in a moment. Think Richard Nixon. Think Jim and Tammy Baker. Think John Edwards. Think Rick Patino.

Once broken, the process of building trust begins again one brick at a time. And though we may build back trust over time, it may never be as strong as it once was. The truth we tell after we have broken trust may not seem as true as it once did. You see, truth is a function of trust. Without trust, truth doesn’t matter. If someone is telling the truth and yet there is no trust on the part of the listener, the truth does not exist for those two.

So, when you open your mouth with intent to "fudge" the truth, realize there's much more riding on it than just one little falsehood that may temporarily get you off the hook. You're risking so much more.

Monday, October 12, 2009

Carrying A Grudge Can Weigh You Down

How much does a grudge weigh? At first, it is quite easy to pick up; it weighs almost nothing. We carry it and maybe even get some satisfaction toting it around a while. In fact, it is tough not to carry a bit of a grudge when we are hurt by what someone says or does. For most of us, our normal reaction when people hurt us intentionally is to retaliate. We want "payback." Our creative juices get flowing coming up with ways to even the score. Sadly, we are often at our most creative when we're thinking up ways to get even!

When we carry grudges around, they both consume us and weaken us. When we feel we have been wronged by someone, we tend to keep the hurt at the forefront of our mind. We keep the hurt but we often hold thoughts and feelings of revenge as well. At that point, the grudge can monopolize our thought life until we either 1) get revenge, or 2) forgive and let it go. In the case of the former, holding a grudge can give great power to the person who has hurt us. Our focus of attention tends to stay on the other person and what they did to hurt us rather than focusing on the healing power of forgiveness. By holding on to the anger and hurt, we diminish our ability to focus on the new, fresh and positive things before us. Grudges are both a heavy burden and a force that gives great power to those against whom we hold them.

Not long ago, my daughter was hurting because she felt she’d been betrayed by someone who she thought was her friend. The other girl was apparently jealous and spread some rumors that made several other girls give my daughter the cold shoulder. My daughter's natural response was to say, “I hate so and so. She is just so mean and I hate her.” She had been hurt and her anger was a response to the pain associated with having her feelings hurt. She held the anger deeply and felt that she would not be able to forgive no matter what.

Initially, I affirmed my daughter's feelings which, given the situation, were perfectly natural. I assured her that it was okay to feel anger. God gets angry. It says so in the Bible. I let her know that her anger was a normal response. So, just as it was for my daughter, the question becomes what we will do with our anger and how long we will hold onto it. Paul told the Ephesians, "In your anger, do not sin. Don't let the sun go down while you are still angry." In other words, it's ok to be indignant when we have been wronged, but it should run its course relatively quickly so we can be in control and thinking clearly again. When anger becomes a burning desire for revenge, then we have a problem. This is when we relinquish our control or power. I told my daughter that it was not good to give someone so much power over how we feel. This took her aback. My daughter realized that not only had this other girl wronged her, but now she was controlling her thought life as well! This seemed to make her even more upset initially but it also helped her realize how easily we give up our power to others. In addition, I told my daughter that what the other girl did was wrong but not to focus on hate and anger. Doing so may cause her to act in a way that would reinforce the lies that had been told about her and this would make the other girls believe the lies even more. I explained by taking the high road and forgiving, the power would be in her control and others would see her in a positive light. The other girls would soon suspect that it was not true and that the girl who spread the rumors may actually be the hurtful one.

The brilliant African American scientist, Booker T. Washington, faced hate and racial prejudice all his life. He had every right to begrudge his detractors and retaliate. Instead he made a very significant choice about how he would handle it. His wisdom, courage and character shone through when he said, "I will never allow another man to control or ruin my life by making me hate him."

Now, it is one thing to forgive; it is another thing entirely to trust that person again right away. Forgiveness certainly doesn’t mean we should be naïve and trust the people who hurt or slander us, especially in similar matters. We should be forgiving but not be doormats. In this regard, forgiveness and respect should be given freely; trust needs to be earned; and there is no place for revenge in our lives.

In fact, God teaches us throughout the Bible to let go of grudges and leave revenge up to Him. In Romans 12:19 it says, "Dear friends, never take revenge. Leave that to the righteous anger of God. For the Scriptures say, 'I will take revenge; I will pay them back,' says the Lord." I think that we have heard too many times about “sweet” revenge and how good it makes someone feel. Or seen too many movies where the protagonist exacts vengeance with a wry smile upon some evildoer and then the credits roll. Maybe there is some truth to the initial feeling of getting back at someone. The problem is, as we sit with revenge on the tastebuds of our conscience, it turns bitter. Eventually, and tragically, it will twist our hearts in ugly ways as well. When we hold a grudge, intent on revenge, we must realize that we are ultimately no better than the person who wronged us in the first place. Not to mention the fact that feuds often result and there is a back and forth with both sides, each determined to get the "final" revenge.

So, how much does a grudge weigh? The answer is: ultimately, too much. At least for an emotionally healthy person. If you are holding any, do your best to put them down. Straighten your back in forgiveness and move ahead confidently with both a lighter heart and an unburdened spirit.

The Reality of Perception

I pull a pair of glasses from my pocket and see anger, hatred and bitterness.
A shroud of darkness. Enraged faces and hateful eyes of all I encounter.
Hands slam steering wheels, fists shake with fury, threats through clenched teeth.

I reach for another pair, only to see despair, pain and anguish.
Eyes red and tear filled, grief-torn expressions, heads hung in sorrow.
A beggar’s cardboard sign, bruises from abuse, a dejected soul sitting alone.

The next pair reveals physical beauty. Radiance, a magnificent glow. So lovely.
Skin, soft as silk. Lustrous, flowing hair and sensual curves.
Glorious features, a confident stride, a glance from across the pool.

Yet another pair shows the material world and its money, power and fame.
The condescension, impatient postures, no gratitude.
Deception can bear but little eye contact, except for the best of liars.
Just cold, calculated, self-serving words.

One last, modest pair shows contentment, peace of mind, a certain calm.
Caring looks, gracious smiles and lovely, tender expressions.
A warm embrace, an open door, a hand reaching out to hold.

A world that is comprised of all things good and evil, seemingly in equal measure.
Each pair of glasses shows the world not necessarily as it is but as I perceive it.
I realize now the glasses I wear each day are of my own choosing.