Hope remains the lifeblood of everybody. You can’t live without it. Hope keeps the candle lit. And when we get everybody working in concert (in the name of hope) to help people who are less fortunate, it creates energy and thus the ability to achieve an unbelievable level of success.
Nobody argues with joining forces to help kids. Children are our future and they (as much as anyone) should feel hope – especially those who are sick. When the doctor’s news is a kick in the gut and those young people and the parents who love them are zapped of their hope, Children’s Miracle Network (CMN) kicks into gear.
Under the heading of “great service,” it is important to understand “what we don’t do.” That sounds nonsensical. Isn’t “great service” and “what we don’t do” a dichotomy of terms? I think not. In fact, I think the exact opposite holds true. By knowing “what we don’t do” eliminates confusion, frustration and the misunderstanding that happens between us and our members.
Mohamed El-Erian is really smart. You may not know him, but suffice to say in the world of macro-economics, business and investment; this gentleman is on a very short list of the world’s great thinkers. Google Mr. El-Erian’s bio if you want to be impressed.
Early in January of this year in an article emphasizing taking action over waiting for better times to emerge, he wrote on the overall direction needed to revitalize our economy and be successful in the upcoming decade. His thoughts struck me as eerily similar to a business model with which I’m intimately familiar – that being credit unions.
I spent much of the past week reminiscing. I don’t do a lot in the way of looking backwards, but on occasion something jogs the memory and I become immersed in the sights, smells and sounds of a time gone by. My pragmatic subconscious brow beats me to return to the current world, but I broke ranks over the past seven days and chose to wander about in a number of memories ranging from 10 to 30 years ago. The emotions were near the surface on many an occasion, and big doses of “chicken skin” showed up unannounced at least six times – confirming my journey backwards was worth the time and effort.