towards an integrated life
The three R’s: Reason, Religion, Resolution
Aug 28th
The little book I was reading today is dated 1884. I am pondering how its counsel would sound to the modern reader.
“Reason is the rudder wherewith you are to steer your course, and religion the compass by which you are to guide it; but resolution is the wind that will set you forward, without which your sails will often flag.”
The booklet was given to each person completing an apprenticeship in the City of London. Back in the day, these internships would last seven years, and the trainee would generally graduate before their 21st birthday. Actually, they were given their freedom from indenture, but it was not necessarily how we would define freedom. The handwritten note at the front of the book reads:
“…as a fellow worker for the common good of man.”
Today we have Fourth Sector corporations and B-Corporations. Lest we think serving the “common good of man” is a new concept, this greater goal of work dates back centuries to the very first companies in England. Nowadays many believe reason and resolution are enough. Back then, however, there was an admission that we cannot really serve others without all three R’s: Reason, Religion and Resolution. Business, like economics, was never meant to be a rudderless endeavor, and we know full well that “maximizing shareholder value” is not a compass that can withstand the twin attacks of greed and fear.
I think “reason” has its own dangers, as does resolution, of course. Perhaps it is the braiding of all three that makes any one of them palatable, if not essential, ingredients of good work.
The Quail are Jumping
Aug 1st
Weeks ago I looked up the driveway and saw a pair of quail, followed by their young family. The father perched on the gatepost, casting a watchful eye on the road while the chick crossed in a scurry. Next step: flying lessons! There did not seem to by any quailish communications. Dad stepped to the edge and jumped. After a little to-ing and fro-ing, the little ones followed suit. It wasn’t much of a flight, really… just ten or twelve feet, but to a tiny quail it was a giant leap for quailkind.
Not long after, they were back. This time dad headed for a nearby tree and they had to use their wings to keep up. Pretty soon they were flying up to the driveway, and popping in for afternoon tea when the sprinklers went on at three. (Perhaps they are British quail.)
What struck me when I first saw them was the parallel to what we do here in this same location with businesspeople. We teach them a few things about integrating their work and faith, then we leap off the edge, hoping they will follow. “The edge” usually entails a trip to India, Indonesia or South Africa to share their newfound integration with business leaders who are on the same quest for meaning beyond means.
Yesterday our new batch of quail waddled up and down the risky edge of business and faith, and took the leap.. The house was filled with quail-lets and their flight instructors. Thanks to webinar facilities, they were joined by people from India, Seattle, Knoxville, LA and beyond. While the new batch takes flight, there are those who trundle busily up and down the edge, wondering whether the their wings are up to the task. They will find out when they try. There are no guarantees, but the 40 training schools before them all landed relatively unscathed.
A whale could ruin your day
Jul 22nd
Last night I was sharing with a group of friends the strategy that Jesus used when he met a young businessman. The man was rough around the edges, an outdoor kind of guy, running a blue collar business. He had dirt under his finger nails and smelled of fish and nets and boat. No one got points for hanging around his business. There was no, “I had lunch with the mayor”-factor in meeting with him. Yet Jesus got into his boat. After I shared the story I saw the photo of the whale and the sailboat… and it got me thinking.
For a while Jesus did nothing directly related to the fisherman’s business. He didn’t evaluate his fishing practices to see if they were dolphin free. He didn’t review his books and look at his daily yield. He didn’t give advice on time to market. He was just there.
Then he turned to Simon and said, “Let’s go fishing!” and Simon said to him, “We already tried fishing… and they ain’t biting.” Actually, Simon answered, “Master, we’ve worked hard all night and haven’t caught anything. But because you say so, I will let down the nets.” The rest is history: they caught so many fish that the nets began to break.

It sounds like a cool story, but what happens next is surprising. If you were Simon, wouldn’t you say, “Hey… that was pretty cool. Can you join us tomorrow? You can use our boat for your preaching thing if you get us the miracle catch again.” Simon realizes that something bigger has happened. He doesn’t just have fish in his boat, he is like the South African yachtsmen in this photo that had a whale in their boat. Jesus is not just pulling a party trick, he is demonstrating his authority over nature, and over their business. Their response makes sense.
“Go away from me, Lord; I am a sinful man!” For he and all his companions were astonished at the catch of fish they had taken, and so were James and John, the sons of Zebedee, Simon’s partners.
I find many business owners are the same. They would rather have business as usual than have a new authority in the corporation, a greater force that breaks the rules and causes them to think differently. In a word, they are as scared as these ancient fishermen. Jesus does something amazing: he stars with their present understanding of their work–fishing for fish–and he takes it to a new level.
Then Jesus said to Simon, “Don’t be afraid; from now on you will catch men.”
In effect he said, “You already know how to catch things; they happen to be fish. Now I will show you have to catch men. Same job, different customer.” The next part of the story scares today’s businessperson because they draw the wrong conclusion.
So they pulled their boats up on shore, left everything and followed him.
The conclusion drawn is that if I open my business to Jesus he will tell me to sell it, pack it up, give it away… “leave everything.” If you read elsewhere, they left the business with their dad and some hired hands. The business did not fold up. Perhaps dad sent them a dividend check every now and then, or some dried fish. Usually Jesus takes our existing business and gives it a bigger purpose. If we get so scared about having a whale in our boat, where is that fear coming from?
What do you want to do with the rest of your life: catch sardines, or have a whale in your boat? Do you want boredom, or a story to tell? Do you occasionally want a little help from Jesus in your business, or do you want to get your business into his business?
Grateful for Gravity
Jul 4th
It was a simple thing, really, that reminded me to be grateful for gravity. I sat on my deck this morning looking at the view. A plastic bottle I had used the day before tipped as a gentle breeze pressed it from one side; its weight allowed it to settle back on its base. I pondered the opposing forces of the wind from the side, and the pull of gravity. I thought about gravity, and how we seek to defy the very thing that we need on a day to day basis. We want to fly. We want to fall and not hurt ourselves. We want to soar like eagles… we want to defy gravity.
Then I imagined how much extra work would be involved if there was no gravity. The furniture on my deck would have to be tied down, if we still used furniture. If gravity was weak, the slightest breeze would have my umbrellas in a neighbor’s swimming pool. “Where did you park the car, honey?” — only to find that all the cars are up against the fence because a wind came up. Do we really want to defy gravity, or should we appreciate it more?
My mind went on the businesses and other corporations. Pretty much daily we encourage businesses to dream bigger, to get a broader vision, and to find a greater Purpose. This is fun stuff… but it is useless stuff unless the corporation also has gravity. Unless the
organization is grounded it will be like one of the many helium balloons that escape a child’s hand and eventually disappear. I thought about our logo at The Institute and “the pillar of integration” that provides the base for the face, the grounding for the grandeur. Vision can me imparted in a meeting, dreams in a workshop or on a walk, but integration is the disciplined daily doing that establishes corporate gravity.
Do you have gravity in your business? Many today are dreaming of “doing well while doing good.” All of the innovation and all of the investment will come to nothing unless there is integration–alignment, if you like–between the head in the clouds, the hands on the wheel, and the rubber on the road.
Materialism is the opiate of the masses
Jun 15th
I don’ t think Karl Marx had it right. While religion may have been an opiate in the 20th Century (keeping people anesthetized to the need for radical action) I think that materialism seems to be a more effective drug in the 21st century. I just returned from a round-the-world trip which took just 12 flights and 40 days. I spent much time discussing what it takes to transform the very fabric of society in India, South Africa and Nigeria. We brainstormed the metrics of reformation, and the benefits of societal change. Landing in Atlanta was a rapid reality check. The orderly customs lines and clean airports are great. The crowds bottled tans, beautiful clothes, bionic boobs and bleached teeth heading off to Florida or the Bahamas… the shallow chit-chat and self-absorbed activities… all of a sudden I wondered, “Could this be where societies end up if they are blessed and changed?”
I also began to ponder, “What do we do to ensure that true spirituality and world-changing intent remain at the forefront of what we do?” I meet people who are reaping the fruit of the sweat of prior generations, and have little awareness that they paid a price for their present opulence. How do we raise the bar on the spiritual “key performance indicators” so that the material measures do not automatically eclipse the eternal?
OK, perhaps Marx was correct to a point: religion could be an opiate for the masses, but not the fiery world-changing, deaf-healing, dead-raising, dread-defying, always-rejoicing type of religion, if one can call it that, modeled by Jesus. Materialism is drug enough for so-called Christians and anyone else on the planet: we don’t need religion to add to the stupor. Putting it bluntly, we need the face of God, not just the benefits from the hand of God. Otherwise Lagos might end up looking like LA, and then we will have a whole new set of battles to fight.
What would your Top 10 Indicators of a Transformed Society be?
On the way to work
Jun 11th
One of my lasting memories from a recent trip was a dead body lying between the lanes of traffic. “Isn’t that a dead body?” I asked. The driver just shrugged. The next thing I saw was a minivan full of commuters singing and clapping. I asked myself, ‘Didn’t they see the dead man?’ Funny how one’s eye can get used to things in one’s own country…
This makes me wonder, “What is there in the US that I am so accustomed to that it doesn’t even alarm me? What is there in my home space that is actually not right?” When traveling in developing nations things tend to be “in your face” but it is no less challenging dealing with the subtleties that erode life in the first world.
I suspect that we all have dead bodies in our commuter lanes, but we just don’t see them any more. We sing as we pass them in our happy buses.
Why didn’t they put that in the movie?
Jun 3rd
I am now officially NOT a fan of the movie, Invictus! I admit that, apart from the appalling rugby scenes and the absence of humorous banter (which I know to be common among South Africans), I did enjoy the movie. Then I read the book!
This morning I sat in bed in a Lagos hotel and finished the chapter where the SA rugby team learned to sing the new national anthem (which the author fails to point out is a hymn written by a Methodist minister). The movie showed the captain, Francois Pienaar, asking his team to learn the national anthem in Xhosa, and them objecting strongly. The reality was quite different. Why did Hollywood miss this part?
Anne Munnik was about to wrap up the lessons when the team’s three largest players, Kobus Wiese, Hannes Strydom, and Balie Swart, made a request: could they sing the song one more time, just the three of the? “I said, ‘Of curse!’ And then they began, like three giant choirboys, softly at first, rising, rising to the high notes. They sang it so, so beautifully! The other players just stood there with the mouths open. No laughing, no jokes! They just stood and stared.”
For the big men, singing this song had the power of an epiphany. “That was my innocent ignorance shattered!” Wiese exclaimed. “When I learnt the words of that song, doors opened for me. Ever since then, when I hear a whole group of black people sing “Nkosi Sikele,’ it’s like, sunning man. It’s so beautiful.”
Truth has a way of shattering our innocent ignorance. Hollywood has a way of twisting things to make them look good or the story sell. I am of the school that truth is better than fiction. One ounce of truth dispels a ton of error. The things I see each day–the heroics of marketplace people doing the right things for the right reasons–do not sit well with Hollywood’s spin on bad business, but they sit right with me. When will we see the real story of the redemptive work of business in a movie?
Timeline of finance
May 14th
Spent some hours this morning constructing a timeline of Capital models from Adam through today. Interesting stuff! Fascinating to see the evolution of capital in different eras: from individual, to household, to nation, to kingdom… and so on. I will be sharing it next Thursday afternoon at a Repurposing Capital forum in Cape Town. (http://gdop.inst.net/forums/repurposing-capital)
We live in interesting times: will we seize the day and arrive at a better understanding and use of Capital? I am hopeful.
