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What My Chickens Are Teaching Me This Season

If you would have told me ten years ago that I’d live on 13 acres with about twenty chickens and a substantial garden, I would likely have laughed in your face. But here we are. And I’m loving it.

But I will tell you that life on a farm, even a mini farm, isn’t for everyone. You either love it or you’re gonna hate it.

Like the night the guy who helps farm my land decided to spray the field. Nope, not with weed killer or any pesticides. This was straight up liquified hog manure. And unless you’ve smelled it, you can’t appreciate the speed with which we closed every window and door in the house.

There’s a rhythm to life on a piece of land like this. Seasons change and with every changing season you find a new pace. Then there’s the livestock. We have chickens, but other animals have similar cycles. Some seasons those little feathered velociraptors push eggs out faster than you can eat them. They forage through every open piece of ground they can find. They’ll eat just about anything. They’ll debug your garden or your fruit trees. They’ll take care of the weeds if you let them. But they’re indiscriminate, so just be careful.

But chickens aren’t always dropping those yolked shells of goodness. Some seasons they have to redirect their energy and capacity to keep warm, or to regrow feathers during molting season.

Life in many ways is like taking care of land or livestock. There are seasons to how we live.


The molting season is the one nobody likes to talk about. The chickens look terrible. Feathers are everywhere. Production drops to almost nothing, and that’s if you’re lucky enough to still get an egg a day from your flock. Until I knew better, I thought something was wrong.

But that’s the thing. Nothing is wrong. Everything is exactly right. The chicken isn’t broken. It’s just redirecting. All that energy that was going into egg production is now going somewhere less visible. Regrowth. New feathers. Renewed capacity for the season ahead.

People have molting seasons too.

There are seasons where output drops and you can’t explain why. Where you feel like you should be producing more but everything in you is just… quiet. You might even be a little featherless and rough around the edges. The seasons where you look at yourself in the mirror and think something has to be wrong.

But what if nothing is wrong? What if you’re just molting?


You probably didn’t choose this season. The chicken didn’t either. The season made that decision for it. And the chicken doesn’t fight it. It doesn’t fret because it’s losing feathers. It doesn’t panic because the egg production is down. It just molts.

There’s something humbling and freeing about that. The reality that we don’t always get to choose the season we’re in. Sometimes the quiet, stripped-down, low-output season isn’t failure. It isn’t a lack of effort or discipline. It’s just where you are.

Your job isn’t to stop the molt. It’s to recognize the disheveled mess of feathers around you and stop fighting it.

You Were Never Meant to Carry It All

There’s a strange tension that nobody really prepares you for when the thing you’re leading grows past what you can personally hold.

For a pastor, it’s the congregation. For a manager, it’s the team. For a parent, it might just be the family table getting louder and more complicated. But the tension is the same: at some point, the people under your care outnumber your personal bandwidth and something has to give.

I’m going to talk about this from where I live, which is pastoral ministry. But I’d be surprised if this doesn’t land somewhere closer to home for you too.

At 100 people, you can know pretty much everyone. And no just their names. You know their stories. You know whose kid is struggling in school, who just lost a parent, who is quietly carrying a diagnosis they haven’t told many people yet. You show up in hospital rooms and it feels personal because it is personal. The weight is real, but it’s also relational in a way that is deeply human.

Then somewhere along the way, the number grows.

150…175…200…

And something subtly shifts.

You still know names. You still recognize faces. You still show up in the hospital rooms and sit in the living rooms and pray at the bedsides. I remember walking into the nursing home room for the first time in a couple of months. The elders had been doing these visits and when I walked in I felt like there was a part of the story I was missing. It’s a hard tension to wrestle with. But the illusion that you can personally carry everyone in the same way quietly disappears. Not because you care less. Not because you’re less faithful. But because you are now human in a system that has outgrown individual capacity.

That’s the part nobody likes to say out loud.

Because people assume more growth just means more ministry success. And in one sense, it is. More people hearing the message. More families connected. More lives being formed in community. That matters deeply.

But growth also introduces a kind of pastoral ache. At 100, you shepherd people closely. At 200, you begin to shepherd systems that shepherd people. And that transition is not clean. It feels like loss even when it’s healthy.

You start to realize you can no longer be the primary caregiver for every need. You can’t be the first responder to every crisis. You can’t sit in every hospital room, attend every meeting, or personally track every story with the same depth.

And if you try, something breaks. And that something is usually you.

This is where a lot of leaders get stuck. Because the instinct is to fight the loss of intimacy by working harder. More visits. More hours. More personal coverage. But that math doesn’t scale. It eventually collapses under its own weight. You become the greatest limiting factor to the spread of what you’re actually trying to build.

The harder truth is this: healthy churches don’t grow past the shepherd’s capacity. They grow into shared shepherding.

That’s where elders matter. That’s where lay leaders matter. That’s where growth groups stop being a program and start becoming the real pastoral backbone of the church. Not because the pastor is stepping away, but because the pastor was never meant to carry it all alone in the first place.

Entrusting this kind of relational capital to someone else is hard, even if it’s a very qualified and gifted elder. It feels like you’re abandoning someone when in reality you’re giving them a level of care you can’t give them. And you’re enlarging their circle of people who show care for them at the same time. 

The New Testament doesn’t describe a solo shepherd model. It describes a body. A shared responsibility. A distributed care network where the “one another” commands actually become how people are known, prayed for, and carried.

But even knowing that doesn’t remove the tension.

Because there are still names. Still faces. Still stories you wish you had more bandwidth to sit with. There are still funerals where you wish you had more conversations before the loss. Still hospital rooms where you wish you weren’t walking in as one of many voices, but as the voice they know best.

And yet the call remains.

Faithfulness doesn’t always look like depth with every individual. Sometimes it looks like building a structure where depth can still exist even when you can’t personally provide all of it. That’s the shift. Not from care to no care. But from personal care alone to shared pastoral care multiplied through others.

And if we’re honest, that takes a kind of humility that leadership doesn’t always naturally produce. Because it means releasing the illusion that presence equals exclusivity. It means trusting others with stories you wish you could hold more closely yourself. It means believing that the Spirit of God is not confined to your schedule or your proximity.

There’s no clean ending to this tension. No neat resolution where everything feels balanced and satisfying.

There’s just the ongoing work of showing up, staying faithful, raising up others, and learning to accept that shepherding more people will always mean carrying things you cannot personally carry at the same depth you once did.

And maybe that’s the point. Not to replicate 100-person care at 200. But to build a church where 200 people are actually being shepherded…just not by one person alone.

That’s the hard part.

And also, the necessary one.

The Fights Worth Having

We had one of those conversations. You know the kind.

It starts over something small. Something that, if you wrote it down, later wouldn’t even sound worth mentioning. Tone was off. Timing was bad. Somebody said something a little sharper than they meant to. And before long, you’re not talking about that thing anymore. You’re talking about everything.

I could feel it happening in real time. Part of me wanted to win. Part of me wanted to shut it down. And part of me, if I’m being honest, just wanted to walk away and not deal with it at all.

That’s the crossroads every leader faces eventually. Push harder, pull back, or check out.

We didn’t check out. We stayed in it. Not perfectly, not always gracefully, but we stayed. And somewhere in the middle of all that back-and-forth, the real thing finally surfaced. Not the surface frustration, but the deeper thing underneath it.

Sometimes it sounds like: I don’t think we’re talking about the same thing or I’ve never seen it that way before, can you tell me more? And that’s when everything shifts. Because at that point, you’re not fighting against each other. You’re fighting for something.

That’s taken me a long time to learn.


Not every hard conversation in leadership is the same. Some of them are just noise. Frustration looking for somewhere to land. The kind where an hour later you can’t remember what started it. Those conversations don’t build anything. They just leave a small dent and a little distance between people who have to keep working together.

But then there are the other ones. The ones you’d rather avoid because you know they’re going to cost something. The ones where someone has to say what’s actually underneath. Where you risk being misunderstood for a minute so you can be understood in the long run.

Those are the fights worth having.

I’ve heard a noise under the hood of my truck before and just turned the radio up. Kept driving and hoped it would go away. That works right up until it doesn’t. The same thing happens in churches and leadership contexts. You can avoid the hard conversation for a season. Keep things light, keep things moving, don’t push too hard. But over time, things drift. Little gaps become bigger ones. And eventually you’re not fighting. But you’re not really building anything either.

No conflict, but no depth.


Leadership that actually grows doesn’t avoid conflict. It just learns which fights matter. It lets some things go. It doesn’t chase every irritation or need to win every point. But when something real is on the line – vision, trust, direction, the health of the people you’re leading – real leadership steps into it.

Not to prove something. To protect something.

That’s what I’m still learning, even now. Some battles just aren’t worth the energy, and I’ve spent plenty of time and energy on the wrong ones. But the right ones, the ones where something deeper is at stake, those are the moments that shape a team, a culture, a church.

When you come out the other side, when you’ve said the hard thing and heard the real thing and worked your way back toward a team centered focus, something has changed. More understanding. More trust. More unity than there was before.

Not because the conflict happened, but because you didn’t waste it.

How to Course-Correct Without Shame

You don’t wake up one day and decide to drift.

You wake up one day, pause long enough to be honest, and realize…
I’m not where I meant to be.

That realization can hit hard. Spiritually. Relationally. Personally.
And for a lot of people, that moment becomes dangerous. It’s dangerous not because of the drift itself, but because of what they tell themselves next.

“I’ve blown it.”
“I should be further along.”
“I need to fix this before God wants anything to do with me.”

That voice doesn’t lead to repentance.
It leads to hiding.

Let’s get something straight: drift is not failure it’s feedback.

Drift Reveals, It Doesn’t Condemn

Drift exposes where attention slipped.
Where boundaries softened.
Where urgency faded.

And Scripture is clear: God does not respond to drift with disgust. He responds with invitation.

“Return to the Lord your God, for he is gracious and merciful, slow to anger, and abounding in steadfast love.” (Joel 2:13, ESV)

Grace doesn’t excuse drift.
But grace does make correction possible.

Three Lies That Keep People Stuck

If drift is common, why don’t more people correct course? Because they believe lies.

Lie #1: “I’ve drifted too far.”
Distance feels longer than it is. Pride exaggerates the gap.

Lie #2: “I need a full restart.”
No, you need a realignment, not a reinvention.

Lie #3: “I’ll get serious when life settles down.”
Life doesn’t settle down. Direction is chosen in chaos or not at all.

These lies keep people stalled when God is inviting movement.

How to Course-Correct (Without Overhauling Your Life)

Correction doesn’t require drama. It requires honesty and obedience. Here’s how real course correction actually works:

1. Stop and Name the Drift
Be specific. Where did you lose focus? Prayer? Scripture? Community? Integrity? Say it out loud. Drift loses power when it’s named.

2. Re-Center on Direction, Not Guilt
Go back to the theme or Word that was meant to guide you. Guilt focuses backward. Direction focuses forward.

3. Restart One Daily Rhythm
Not ten. One.
Five minutes of prayer.
One chapter of Scripture.
One protected boundary.
Consistency beats intensity every time.

4. Bring One Person Into It
Isolation accelerates drift. Accountability corrects it. Tell someone you trust not for shame, but for alignment.

That’s it. No dramatic reset. No public apology tour. Just obedience.

Grace Is the Power Source

Correction without grace leads to burnout.
Grace without correction leads to drift.

Jesus offers both.

He doesn’t say, “Try harder.”
He says, “Follow me.”

And following always involves movement sometimes back toward center.

Let me coach you straight for a moment.

First:
You don’t need to punish yourself to prove sincerity. You need to obey quickly.

Second:
The longer you delay correction, the farther drift takes you. Course-correct early. Pride makes the walk back longer than it needs to be.

Here’s the truth most people miss:

The moment you realize you’ve drifted is not a moment of failure. It’s a moment of clarity.

Don’t waste it.

You don’t need a perfect restart.
You need a humble realignment.

And grace is already waiting at the center.

Drift Is The Enemy

Most people don’t fail their New Year goals because they quit.

They fail because they drift.

They start January with energy, motivation, and good intentions. They don’t abandon the plan outright. They just slowly stop paying attention. Days blur together. Priorities soften. What once felt urgent becomes optional. And before they know it, they’re moving… just not anywhere that actually matters.

Drift is far more dangerous than quitting.

When you quit, you know it. When you drift, you convince yourself you’re still “basically fine.”

Spiritually, relationally, physically no one drifts toward health, depth, or faithfulness. Drift always moves you somewhere unintended.

“Pay much closer attention to what we have heard, lest we drift away from it.” (Hebrews 2:1)

That verse exists for a reason.

Motion Is Not Direction

Busyness is not faithfulness. Activity is not obedience. Motion is not direction.

You can fill your calendar, crush tasks, and still slowly drift away from who God is calling you to be. You can stay “productive” while losing clarity, purpose, and conviction.

Drift happens when:

  • You stop deciding and start reacting
  • You stop praying and start assuming
  • You stop leading your life and start letting it happen

The reality is: If you don’t choose a direction, your life will choose one for you.

You Don’t Need 12 Goals. You Need a Compass

This is why I’m convinced most people don’t need more resolutions. They need more focus.

Not a to-do list.
Not a productivity hack.
directional anchor.

Ask yourself this uncomfortable question:

If I keep living exactly the way I am right now, where will I end up?

Not where you hope to end up.
Where your current habits are actually taking you.

That answer doesn’t lie.

This is where a Word or Theme for the Year becomes powerful. It’s not just trendy, not cute, but clarifying. One word that acts like a compass. A filter. A line you refuse to cross.

Words like:

  • Faithful
  • Courage
  • Rooted
  • Undivided
  • Obedient

Not aspirational fluff directional clarity.

Drift Is Subtle. Direction Is Chosen Daily.

You don’t drift all at once. You drift a little at a time:

  • One skipped prayer
  • One unguarded yes
  • One “I’ll deal with that later”

That’s why direction has to be chosen daily, not annually.

Daily rhythms beat big intentions every time.

If you don’t decide:

  • when you’ll pray
  • how you’ll be in the Word
  • what you’ll say no to
  • who speaks into your life

Then friend, you are already drifting.

Hard Question Time

Let’s be honest:

  • Where have you been drifting spiritually?
  • What conviction have you softened?
  • What discipline have you rationalized away?
  • What decision are you avoiding because clarity would require courage?

Drift feels harmless until one day you look up and don’t recognize where you are.

Let me leave you with two coaching challenges.

1. Name the Drift.
You can’t correct what you won’t confront. Write it down. Say it out loud. Bring it into the light. Drift loses its power when it’s named.

2. Decide One Non-Negotiable.
Just one. A daily practice, boundary, or rhythm that anchors you to direction. Small. Clear. Unbreakable. This is how momentum becomes faithfulness.

You don’t need a perfect plan for the year.

You need clarityconviction, and the courage to refuse drift.

Don’t just avoid quitting this year.

Choose direction and walk it on purpose.

Monday Mood

Mondays get a bad rap. Sometimes they’re the best day of the week. A fresh start, a clean slate, a chance to chase your goals with new energy. Other times? They feel like the worst day. They have a heavy drag after a break, especially when it’s the first Monday after a long holiday like Christmas.

Maybe you’re juggling kids back to school, the job kicking back into full gear, and routines that suddenly feel more rigid than you remember. The magic of holiday freedom fades, and the reality of early alarms, packed lunches, and deadlines returns.

It’s normal to feel a mix of emotions today: refreshed and ready to go, or tired and wishing for just one more day off. The key is how you handle this Monday mood. Because how you start your week often sets the tone for the whole thing.

If Monday feels like drudgery, try this mindset shift: Instead of seeing it as the “end” of something good, see it as the “start” of new opportunities. A day to reset, recommit, and choose what you want to focus on even if it’s just a tiny win.

Remember, routines aren’t meant to trap you; they’re there to support you. They create space for progress when life feels busy and overwhelming.

If you’re struggling to find that motivation or balance as life snaps back into place, find someone to walk alongside you. A coach or mentor, a friend or even family member can help you regain control and build a plan that fits your real life.

How are you feeling about this Monday? What’s one thing you’re choosing to lean into today?


#MondayMotivation #FreshStart #BackToRoutine #CoachingSupport #KeepMovingForward

Why Most People Quit on the New Year by January 15 and How Not to Be One of Them

Most people don’t fail at change because they lack motivation.
They fail because they try to change everything at once.

New year energy is high. Expectations are even higher. And by mid-January, a lot of people are already quietly quitting yet again.

So this year let’s try something different.

If you want 2026 to actually feel different, don’t overhaul your life. Build a few simple habits you can keep. Not impressive ones. Sustainable ones.

Here are three simple tips that work because they’re small enough to stick and strong enough to matter.


1. Start Smaller Than You Think You Should

Most people aim for dramatic. Lose 50 pounds by the end of the year. Save $1000 more per month, even though the budget can’t sustain it. Run a marathon, even though you don’t run at all. People often think big change requires big effort.

But it doesn’t. It requires consistent effort.

Ten minutes of anything beats an hour you never show up for.
One page read beats a book you never open.
One prayer spoken beats a spiritual plan that lives in your notes app.

If a habit feels heavy before you even start, it’s simply too big.

Simple truth: Momentum is built by keeping promises to yourself, not by making ambitious ones.

Ask yourself: What’s the smallest version of this habit I could actually do most days?
Start there.


2. Attach New Habits to Old Rhythms

Willpower is unreliable. Structure is not.

The easiest way to build something new is to attach it to something you already do:

  • Coffee in the morning → one quiet moment of prayer or reflection
  • Commute → listen to an audio book, podcast, or even your daily Bible plan
  • Brushing your teeth → have one question you ask yourself daily

You don’t need more time.
You need to use the time you have more efficiently.

This works for faith, fitness, reading, leadership. It works for pretty much everything.

Simple truth: If it doesn’t have a place in your day, it won’t last.


3. Measure Faithfulness, Not Outcomes

Most people quit because they measure the wrong thing.

They ask:

  • “Am I seeing results yet?”
  • “Do I feel different?”
  • “Is this working?”
  • “Do I weigh less today than yesterday?”

A better question: Did I show up today?

Showing up is the win. Repeating it is the breakthrough.

Growth, whether that’s spiritual, physical, or emotional, often happens quietly. You don’t notice it until you look back and realize you’re not where you used to be.

Simple truth: Consistency compounds even when you can’t see it yet.


A Final Coaching Question

Before this year fills up with noise, schedules, and expectations, wrestle with this:

What is one habit that if you practiced it most days would make the biggest difference by the end of the year?

Not five habits.
Not a perfect plan.
Just one habit.

Start there. Stay with it. Adjust as needed. Repeat.

And if you want help thinking through habits, rhythms, or next steps, whether faith-related or life-related in any way, I do offer one-on-one coaching. You don’t have to figure everything out alone.

Just email me here if that would be helpful.

This year doesn’t change because it’s new.
It changes when you do something new and keep doing it.

Be well, friends.

Nothing Is Falling Apart, So Why Does This Feel So Heavy?

Nothing went wrong enough to explain.
But enough went wrong to feel it.

No single moment you could point to and say, “That’s it. That’s the thing.”
Just a quiet accumulation. A slow stacking of disappointments. Small frustrations. Closed doors that didn’t slam—they just… didn’t open.

Like your car battery dying when it’s five degrees outside.
Not a crisis. Just inconvenient enough to complicate everything.
Cold hands. Cold wind. One more thing that takes longer than it should.

Or finding out a network you love—one that mattered, one you poured into—decided to go a different direction. No explosion. No betrayal. Just less room. A quiet removal. The kind of loss that doesn’t come with a clean ending, just a shrug and a “this is where we are now.”

Add in the rest of life—schedules that don’t line up, things that won’t thaw, plans that keep shifting—and suddenly the weight shows up. Not all at once. But enough that you feel it when you finally sit down at night.

And that can be heavier than a crisis.

Because when something clearly breaks, people understand. There’s language for it. There’s space to grieve it. But when life just quietly goes off-script—when momentum stalls and expectations dissolve—you’re left carrying something that feels too small to explain and too heavy to ignore.

You start telling yourself you should be fine.
That other people have it worse.
That this isn’t worth naming.

But the weight is real.

And this is where Advent refuses to be sentimental.

The world Jesus entered wasn’t falling apart in dramatic ways. It was just worn down. Politically tense. Spiritually tired. Full of people doing their best, waiting for something to change, and quietly losing confidence that it would.

That’s the world God chose to step into.

Not in a moment of triumph.
Not when everything was aligned.
Not when people had margin and clarity and emotional bandwidth.

Luke tells us, “For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Savior, who is Christ the Lord.” (Luke 2:11, ESV)

Unto you.

Not just the desperate.
Not just the broken.
But the quietly disappointed. The worn down. The ones dealing with dead batteries, closed doors, and the kind of loss that doesn’t come with a headline.

Christmas doesn’t show up to fix everything instantly. It shows up to be present before it does.

John writes, “The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it.” (John 1:5, ESV)

Notice what he doesn’t say.
He doesn’t say the darkness disappears.
He says it doesn’t win.

That matters when the darkness feels ordinary. When it looks like frustration instead of fear. When it sounds like, “I didn’t expect this to be this hard.”

If you’re carrying weight this season and can’t quite explain why, you’re not failing at Christmas. You’re actually standing right where the story begins.

Christmas doesn’t ask you to pretend everything is fine.
It doesn’t demand manufactured joy.

It offers presence.
It offers nearness.
It offers light that shows up quietly and stays.

So if nothing went wrong enough to talk about—but everything feels heavy—know this: you are exactly the kind of person Christmas came for.

The light is already here

When the Toughest Choices Are the Only Right Ones

Hard truth – Life isn’t about the easy road. Sometimes, the thing you don’t want to do – the move, the job change, the painful goodbye is exactly the thing you have to do. There’s just no sugarcoating it.

Maybe it’s walking away from a dream you built with vast amounts of your own sweat and tears. Closing the business you poured your heart into. Selling the church property that once felt like home to make way for a new ministry that’s more alive.

It sucks. It hurts. It feels like betrayal. But guess what? Sometimes the hardest things are the right things.

If you’re waiting for clarity, it might come wrapped in heartbreak. If you’re hoping for peace, it might arrive after the storm hits hardest. The hard choices? They strip you down, shake you up, and break you open to something new which is often something better.

Jesus didn’t promise comfort. He promised transformation. The path to growth is littered with tough calls and goodbye tears. The right thing rarely feels easy or convenient. It often feels like the end of everything you know.

But that’s exactly why it’s right.

So stop waiting. Stop running. Do the hard thing. Because on the other side of pain is power. On the other side of loss is life.

And if you don’t do it? You’re stuck. Stuck in yesterday’s story. Stuck in a life that’s smaller than what God has for you.

Do the hard thing. Do it bold. Do it now.

Why Losing Focus Is Killing Your Mission

When a person, a church, or any organization loses focus, it’s not just a minor slip-up, it’s a wrecking ball that smashes everything around them. If your goal is to help people grow and thrive in life and leadership, but all you do is shape them to fit your personal preferences, congratulations you’re not cultivating leaders, you’re making clones. Boring, lifeless copies with zero originality.

The church exists to make disciples real, passionate, life-changing disciples – not to obsess over boards, budgets, or butts in seats. When your priorities are stuck on numbers and committees instead of people’s souls, you’re not doing the work of God. You’re acting like the very religious folks Jesus called out in the New Testament who were more focused on appearances and power than on love and truth.

If you say you care about people but live like dollars rule your world, you’re sending a message louder than any sermon ever could. You don’t actually care.

So here’s the hard truth: Losing focus isn’t a small mistake. It’s spiritual malpractice. It’s a betrayal of the mission. And it’s why so many people check out not because they don’t need the church, but because the church stopped needing them.

Refocus or fold. Because discipleship is messy. It’s uncomfortable. It demands sacrifice. But anything less? It’s just cloning, and cloning is dead.

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